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Jan 2019
Never mind that I'm not good enough.

Never been alive for real.

Thoughts in my head
Get twisted up.

Oh her she isn't here
A forgotten waste
Of flesh.

Never get to see
The joy in life.

Never to walk this Earth again,
Ghosts from her  past
Haunt each breath

Violence is all to common
Snakes can't resist the taste.

Such a evil place
She does go in her head
Good bye for now

I love you
  This soul is gone too far.

Always a day late or a dollar short

This rope is strong enough
For this death
Near me.

Tomorrow don't forget to wave, when you wake up and see my face.
Cuz the answers are never carved in stone

And my death
Is a art work for
The saddest part

Never being enough
I gave away my heart
Anna-Marie Rose
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Anna-Marie Rose  36/F/Grantspass , oregon
(36/F/Grantspass , oregon)   
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