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Feb 2013
Rainfall inside but
Sunrise outside,
her eyes speak for her
Like a mystery sucker
an Unknown flavor .
they ruin her name
"oh its just a game"
that old saying
but its all staying
like a record replaying
over and over,
People bulldosing her over.
like a unknown flavor
you have to get a taste to
save her.
Dezearea Nichole Parisi
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