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Feb 2017
To live as a darling throwaway
As you fulfill your harrowing
"dreams"

Dreams wishing to play hideaway
You'll be sure to hear my
"SCREAMS"
A broken machine will only get louder, until you understand.
Isabela Ramos
Written by
Isabela Ramos  Nashville
(Nashville)   
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