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Oct 2013
Every day I'm not with you
I die a little inside
I feel the pain closing in
Cornered up in my feeble mind
Its the spirit in my eyes
The moisture is running dry
Sadness falls in my heart every night
And its not your fault
I am my own reason that I cry
Reylenin Esquivel
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Reylenin Esquivel  United States
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