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Jul 2013
There is nothing more that I hate than this
What this is, is different for all
This is that and that is this
This destroys my days and then claims my soul
A state of oblivion with no dove in sight
That could change if this was better
What it is is this.
And this, this, is this
And that is lost--
That will be nothing without this
This, is all mine.
That will happen when this is better
Better is what I wish this was
**** this, and **** that
This is all mine
This, is all mine.
Does this happen to you?
Derrek Alfred Gudiño López
Written by
Derrek Alfred Gudiño López  San Diego
(San Diego)   
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   Pure LOVE
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