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Jun 2014
two months have passed
And it doesn't get any easier
The pain doesn't subside
The tears don't dry
We merely convince ourselfs to be pleasant
In such a dark world
We force ourselves to be happy
Tell ourselves it'll be okay
Though we know,
At night when we go to bed,
It won't.
Katrina Storm Bush
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Katrina Storm Bush  Clarksburg
(Clarksburg)   
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     Lior Gavra and Winter Allen Jane
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