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May 2014
The truth isn't always good
Nor is a lie always bad
You can't waste the time you never had

He tells her the lies out of love
She sees the truth with pain
She always loses
And he takes all the same
Her heart a pawn In his chess game of sorrow
He promised her no pain but only a smile for tomorrow
She wakes only to the sound of her own breathing
He is no where to be seen
She can finally smile
It was all a dream...
Gianna Marie Nuciolo
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Gianna Marie Nuciolo  Rochester NY
(Rochester NY)   
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