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Mar 2014
Guilt drips from my heart,
and tears cry from her eyes.
She wants to save me.

Confusion swells in my mind,
and her hands guide me.
She wants me to see.

Pity sinks into my veins,
and she stays strong to build me.
She wants me to be free.

Anger fills the void,
and her heart encourages.
She wants me to believe.
Alyssa
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