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Jun 2013
You held me down to drown me
with your vile ways.
It's almost over but,
this can only end in pain.
I feel it everytime I breathe.
The oxygen suffocating me.
I wear the memories of us,
like the bruises on my body.
You gave me a crown of thorns,
around my heart...
Simone Campos
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Simone Campos  California
(California)   
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