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Sep 2015
I tell you it's right
but you don't understand
you're still a child my love
won't you please grab my hand?

you're mine dear one
I won't let you go
cast away all this violence
and maybe, possibly grow

Your eyes shined so bright
when I gave you that piece of candy
that contagious smile of yours
might one day come in handy

So please don't die out
You're all I have left
a child who plays with spoons
otherwise known as a mini-heart theft
Escence
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Escence  AMERICA
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