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Mar 2017
Thursday March 22nd 2017
08:10
the beautiful smile you see
will soon be washed away
as it slowly degrades
you will start to see the pain
the hurt will scream
I do not want to lose you
as you grip to my arm
don't be alarmed
the storm will pass
the pain will not last
Chloe B
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Chloe B
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