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Jul 2012
I washed my hands clean
under the sink
I watched as the dirt went down the drain
like my love for you.
I washed my hands clean
I washed and washed untill my hands became sore
I yelled never more never more
I washed my hands clean of you
and the dirt you brought to my once clean heart.
Jay Jimenez
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Jay Jimenez  33/M/Floating in space
(33/M/Floating in space)   
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