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Dec 2018
I'll tell you of my mechanisms
Let me show you how I cope
The second I feel tears rush in
My smile tells them no

Every second stretches, painfully
From both corners of my mouth
Even sometimes, almost breaking
But those tears arent coming out

And my eyes whisper my secrets
To every foreign soul
They're begging won't you save me
someone save this tortured girl

My coping mechanism
I have days where tears may slip
But almost mastered, perfectly
Ruth Cardenas
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Ruth Cardenas
     Dimitris Sarris and mercy party
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