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Jul 2013
believe.
I remember the day
when you whispered
"I promise"
as tears stung my cheeks,
and bled onto your hands.
I believed you.
But I didn't
believe myself.
alyson
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alyson  hell
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   Sarah Savannah, S and shaqila
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