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Nov 2013
Your embarrassment is your own harassment
You think I don't see you
The way you looked at him
Like I meant nothing
I was never in the right place
All along I've been walking in to traps
I don't even know if I'm struggling to come out
Or the struggle is in falling in
Put a pause on the difficulties
I turn around to face my enemies
In the end there is no place to feel safe
If you need a sanctuary
This place wont support you
Reylenin Esquivel
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Reylenin Esquivel  United States
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