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Jan 2020
I won’t let you navigate my dark alleys and broken corridors
I won’t let you examine my scar tissue and bullet holes
I won’t let you solve the riddles and enigmas that my brain produces
And I certainly won’t let you tear down the walls I’ve built from despair and infinite contempt
Melinda Barrett
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Melinda Barrett  Ft. Lauderdale
(Ft. Lauderdale)   
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