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Jan 2014
you are like water,
trickling over the walls I've built
and eroding them away,
like a river rushing through a valley.
my walls have crumbled,
and everything that I am is exposed.
somehow, you see right through my practiced smiles
and make me want to be sincere again.
Michaela B
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Michaela B  nc
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