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Dec 2012
Crumbling
You crumble me
Between your palms
I'm rubbed ragged
When you pull your hands apart
I slip to the mossy floor
Nothing but dust
You do this to me
And I trust
Trust that you mean the best
Trust that you'll retrieve me
From this forest underfoot
Pick me up
Make me whole
But I've crumbled
There's no going back
Mae Queen
Written by
Mae Queen  Canada
(Canada)   
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   T, Pink Taylor, --- and Sammi
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