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Sep 2013
Young girl don't cry.
I'll be right here when your world starts to fall...
Young girl it's alright.
Your tears will dry you'll soon be free to fly.
When you're safe inside your room
You tend to dream of a world where nothing's harder than it seems. None ever wants or bother's to explain of the heartache life can bring.
And what it means.
When there's no one else look inside yourself
Like your oldest friend just trust the voice within.
Then you'll find the strength that will guide your way.
Written by
Elsa Mora  Miami, FL
(Miami, FL)   
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