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Apr 2013
As look at you, you look far away.
My cracked lips only want to speak your name.
Let my tongue feel the same.

Burn me so I have the scar of you with me.
Drown me to fill my lungs forever.

I know these words will transpire,
but keep this sound wave in your head.
Kayla Anne Fowler
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Kayla Anne Fowler  23/F/Omaha
(23/F/Omaha)   
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