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Dec 2012
Eyes closed
Hair on end
Floating ball
Letters send
Not received
Am I dead?
Without luck
Eyes are red
So in love
So alone
Let me hear
Your trombone
3 mores years
Will they pass?
Broken heart
Broken glass
Cold ice cream
Bending cards
Picking up
****** shards
Know my pain
Know my love
Feel me push
Feel me shove
Beryl eyes
Beryl soul
Buried heart
In a hole
God must sneak
Sadistic lies
Into my head
Come from your eyes
Robyn
Written by
Robyn  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
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