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Sep 2015
how does the water from my tearducts find
comfort
upon my cheek?

i collect a silhouette through which i
can’t
speak

heartbeats in my
chest and
mind

I hold  a gaping sentiment i can’t find

within
my brain
am i but

blind?
9/12/15 :(
Amanda Elizabeth
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Amanda Elizabeth  NJ
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   --- and jia
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