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Dec 2013
You rip my heart out when you say his name,
When I see your dreams and there is no mirror,
When I know you tremble,
    And I can’t hold you,
When I know I need you,
    And you I,
        But you don’t let me in,
I’m curious,
    How will you make those amends.

-April 8th 2013
Marshall CB Hiatt
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Marshall CB Hiatt  21/M/Salt Lake City
(21/M/Salt Lake City)   
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