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Jun 2010
A first acquaintance.
That’s what she thought of herself.
She didn’t know who she was anymore

She could laugh
But it wouldn’t be true
She could smile
Bu it wouldn’t show

She didn’t have time to keep up with herself,
She just moved forward.
Leaving herself behind

And it was lost
And there was nowhere to look

All she could do was push
All she could do was keep going

And when she stopped,

She was alone.

A life that was once full is now

Forever Empty
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Sierra Martin
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Sierra Martin  20/F/Texas
(20/F/Texas)   
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   Betty Adams
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