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Nov 2015
A sweet lullaby of what could happen
A night filled with pleasure
Ecstasy with shots of pain
Bedsheets freshly placed
They needed memories
She whispered...
I love you
But I never heard
Too busy drowning on my own problems
All I heard was tear drops
And my own footsteps
Captain ******* of the varsity ******* club
Too afraid to stop and realize
She was everthing I ever needed
She whispered...
Robert Guerrero
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