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Jul 2014
my heart is falling out
of my chest
my hands are too
slippery
from tears
i
cant pick it up
its getting
***** and
dark
i cant see it
anymore
what do you
do when
you cant hear
the beats
what do you
do when
you cant wish on
dandelions
anymore
Written 2/5/14
Deanna
Written by
Deanna  In the trees
(In the trees)   
317
   Jacob
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