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Dec 2013
as i stare at the bruises on my knees
and wonder what you are to me
i realize it's all a metaphor;
you're a bruise to me.
only there temporarily
until i fall again
(maybe on purpose).

(s.a.z)
Sierra Amanda
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Sierra Amanda  Montreal, QC
(Montreal, QC)   
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