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Sep 2015
As I cry,
Every teardrop is of my essence
Crying out the pain inside my soul
Bottled up pain and sorrow

The teardrops contain my toxic soul
In which falls into a puddle of shadow

The pain still remains
Kiara S Washington
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Kiara S Washington  19/F/Yucaipa, CA
(19/F/Yucaipa, CA)   
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