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Jul 2014
It's a sweep of emotion
That flows through me so quickly
I can't hold back and control it
Once I start thinking
I think of the world
I think about me
My future
You
Death
Love
I think about the children who felt like me
I think of the children who feel like ****
I think of the children because they don't deserve it
All we need is love
And people claim money is love so they don't give a **** about the children
You selling an innocent soul to the devil
But the innocent soul just want to be a child
The innocent soul don't belong to you
The innocent soul belongs to love
To happiness
To peace
To beauty
To courage
To life
There own life
The beautiful,peaceful,courageous soul of a life.
Donna Bella
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Donna Bella  25/F/Florida
(25/F/Florida)   
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