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Jul 2011
Red
I lay
I lie
I think
I thought
I dream
I wake
I cry
I heave
I breathe
I ****
I spin
I soar

the blankets are my reality
they know my deepest feelings
they hide my greatest secrets
they share my every thought

red means passion, hate, and love
red is my best friend
red surrounds my every move
its the energy that makes me tick
red is the color of my yearning
the blood that pumps so soft
red is the color of my blanket
my demon
my existence
my oasis
the endless heartbreak in my song
11/2009
Justine
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Justine  33/F/Pacific Northwest
(33/F/Pacific Northwest)   
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