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Oct 2013
You stand there.
Beautiful like a Greek sculpture,
Nothing can touch you.
Still, I hear you
    Screaming
inside of your head.
Lost inside your pain.

I wish I could mend your soul.
Written by
Giuliana
321
   Lior Gavra
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