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Feb 2016
Is my life just to end right here? It a chin and I a lone tear?
Am I to fall to my fateful doom, to never return, and if so, not soon?



You broke my fall, tears and all
And help me grow a pair of *****
You held me tight and taught me wrong
Now I'm cold-hearted and you're in love



They were loud and proud and out of control
But they're as human as you, your words still take a toll




His hand in mine
The rain on time
We dance like kids,
Like adults, we kiss

A hug goodbye
Stretched too long,
Like a warm winter sweater
Borrowed by your mom
Ann Nicole
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Ann Nicole
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   Bianca Reyes
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