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Jul 2014
when im
out all alone
i feel like an
empty jar
with stains
on the inside
of lost
blood and
stray tears
and with
***** fingerprints
holding too tightly
around my neck
Written 2/5/14
Deanna
Written by
Deanna  In the trees
(In the trees)   
652
   Jacob
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