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Apr 2018
Don’t cry Ana, I’m here for you
You could put all your troubles away and quit feeling blue
Don’t cry Ana
I know I’m not no Santa
But I’ll try to give you anything you want
And do you really think all your troubles are going to go away by taking those pills and smoking that blunt
Lips so soft, face so pale, skin so warm
Ana doesn’t know it but I think she really is the prettiest sweetest charm
As I look into her eyes I could feel her pain
But only if I knew what she was thinking inside her brain
Don’t cry Ana, no more
You’re here with me now safe and secure, you don’t have to worry about feeling sore
Christina Hale
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Christina Hale  F/NJ
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