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May 15
The smile on my face is empty
The name I uphold is worthless
The stories I tell are depressing
I think I need a preachers blessing

I may not be religious
But I need some guidance
Maybe if I stare to the sky
Someone will hold my hand until I die
~ Short and sweet ~
Tee Morris
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Tee Morris  14/F/The Moon
(14/F/The Moon)   
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