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Apr 2016
my heart is a fragile mind
a melancholic blueish bind
weeping to the voice left behind
whispering; the yearn of return
the passion, the feelings burn
suffocated in that bruised urn
a stitch ripped open alive
the hellish last goodbye
of a heart at last willing to die
Braylynn Holt
Written by
Braylynn Holt  Indiana
(Indiana)   
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   Aeerdna and Debbie Taylor
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