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Aug 2015
YOU LOOK AT ME
THE SAME LOOK YOU GIVE TO MY SISTER
WHO CONSTANTLY MAKES
BAD ERRORS
OR MISTAKES WE ALL WISH WE COULD TAKE BACK
STOP HOLDING ON
THERE'S NOTHING THERE AGAIN
A SWEET KISS GOODBYE
THAT'S ALL WE WANTED
AND PLEASE DON'T
COME IN HERE AND PLAY
THE SAD ROLE OF THE VICTIM
IT DOESN'T WORK AGAIN
RIVERS OF TEARS
SUDDENLY VARNISHED
YOU ROSE LIKE A A BED
OF WIDELY GREEN PASTURES
NEVER THE LESS YOU FORGOT MY APOLOGY
AS NOTHING MORE THAN A PIECE OF WHITE TRASH
WAITING TO BE THROWN
WOUNDED SOULS
UN-FORGIVEN SORROWS
BUNDLED UP ALL OF MY STRENGTH
EMOTIONS
AND BURST INTO THIN AIR
Marina Valere
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Marina Valere  trinidad
(trinidad)   
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