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Jun 2013
she
a tired vehicle driven by career
feels as though every second wasted will ruin her
                                                             ­                                                                 ­                                        *he

                  ­                                                                 ­                                has found in his golden heart: *love

                                                          ­                                                                s­he won't let him bathe her in it
                                                              ­          
                                                      ­         they just haven't got the *time
Screaming Wallflower
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Screaming Wallflower  between dreams
(between dreams)   
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