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Apr 2018
Watch as I give the dingy noise as it fell on the ground
I return the favor as that penny shines when I look at you.
Watch as I say ‘Is this yours?’
And now a bunch of heads suspects as I put myself into danger.

A tear crawls out and I a conflict mixed with an end
Those naked eyes spread a beauty in it but held into cages.
That tongue got no limit of accusation and paparazzi.
These mouth I can’t open from dying soul.

‘Help! Help!’ I see the plot now,
These mouth starting to beam and so does a bunch of heads.
These mouth of truth is a beauty with no bones.
Maybe, just wait for me to come home.
Written by
Julia Guzmani  15/F
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