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Dec 2013
Crying is nothing
But red tears came
A broken heart surrendered
A tired mind remain
Agony is here
As I cut my blood
I hang on to dear life
But then I give up
Life is but without colors
And happiness is what I lack then
Emotions so powered
But no glass to fill them in
My life rush through days
But nothing interesting
Seems to happen
Your life so serene
Mine, dull
Continue to live
But here I stop
Jaya Rose
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Jaya Rose  crying in the closet
(crying in the closet)   
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