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Dec 2013
Lie on the gentle skin
that controls her expressive
"sadness"
Tears ran through the pink blush
creating a destructive pathway
to outline the held tension.
Pursed lips, heavy breathing,
Always
Relying on eyes.
She lays clawing and clenching
next to the little girl called
victim.
Julia Verón
Written by
Julia Verón  NYC
(NYC)   
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