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Aug 2015
Drip
Drip
Drip
Sliding down you're face.
If only you knew why they appeared.
Was it a boy? Or a girl? Was it from pain? Or joy?
If only you knew.
Drip
Drip
Drip
Make it end.
Written by
Tina
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