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Jan 2017
She stares out her blue eyes
Wondering why she always survives

Warning sirens in the distance
Will it make any difference

Never letting anyone close
Might wind up at the bottom of the coast

For fear of the black hole
To lose her heart and soul

Looking for a way to be free
Her head spinning full of debris

While ******* on some lemons
She sorted out her demons
Written by: Denise Huddleston
Denise huddleston
Written by
Denise huddleston
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