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Apr 1
i'm such a giver, deliver
lay yourself right in my shiver
let my tears run in the river

please grab me and squeeze me
'til acidic drops come out on your tongue
i guess you had it none

i look for and run away from you
but it looks like you do this too
turn the rage in bloom

so where's your pride? alibi?
you take these words and leave them, bye
please don't bury me here.
Barb J Rose
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Barb J Rose  17/F/Brazil
(17/F/Brazil)   
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