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Mar 2016
You were blessed with epigrams and sweetly dying sighs;
I was given silence and a thousand little lies.

I am young and moving on- "if looking liking move"-
And, if I find another one, he'll likely be like you.
**** i can barely write four lines before realizing how ******* sad i am **** me
Lilith Reid Brown
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Lilith Reid Brown  A Lake of Fire
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