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Jun 2013
Volcanoes in your eyes
when you cry

that erupt
and burn my mean words into magma.

You weep so dully

I wonder if that says something
about your pain
because

it reminds me
of the way people laugh on sitcoms.

Still,
I am sorry
for your eyes red as my anger.
Sarina
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Sarina  forests
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