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Sep 2016
Like a wave, you crashed into me.
But waves keep crashing,
and I soon realized it wasn't salt from the sea
I was tasting...
But tears because like waves,
you always leave and come crashing back.
And I am tired of being your shore.
Written by
Cristal Aguilar  Georgia
(Georgia)   
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