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Jun 2015
here i sit, like ive sat before
with my thoughts and nothing more
than the day and a dream
those nightmares soon to be
my worst fears a part of me
like the tears i cry-the blood i bleed
they come straight from my heart
to bear themselves on my sleeves
and i cant hide-and i cant leave
im stuck deep in some form of nothing
and slowly but surly i am succumbing
Leila
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Leila
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   Rafael Melendez, M and Izzy
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