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Aug 2013
I have
come out from my lonely compartment
to talk to my best friend
who holds a girl
with each of his four hands —

please, best friend,

I beg
do not break any girl's heart
(she uses it to breathe
uses it to sing)

(see how whole it is, how warm it
is, how it is just yours)

having the best intentions
can't stop you from ******* ripping
a person apart.
Sarina
Written by
Sarina  forests
(forests)   
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