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Apr 2014
each tear is like a razor cutting my arm
each day apart is a coffen for my heart
ever time she is mad it melts my heart and replaceses it with drakness
ever time she laughs it makes my high
i just wish i could tell her this
instead of crying
cristina i hope you find out about this but i am to scared to tell you my self
michael mcAdam
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michael mcAdam  rhode island
(rhode island)   
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