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Aug 2015
you could see the pain in her brown eyes
pleading for any type of love from you
but you only see what you wish to see
even when it's storming, you see the sky as baby blue
broken down and degraded she weeps
and it is for the world she weeps not for her pain
who else weeps for the lonely and forgotten?
who else rejoices in the sound of the rain
Beebz The Queen
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Beebz The Queen
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