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Aug 2014
You could not imagine the beat
The beat I feel when I try to sleep
The pain it leaks to my feet

Burning and turning my tongue is bruised
I never thought I would lose to you
You bright black burden who turned me blue

We always meet in a different motions
This time sinking in what I think are emotions

So I finally desired desire and opened my eyes
It's dire, my mind is wavering
I should keep them wide.
Ashley Reem
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Ashley Reem  San Francisco
(San Francisco)   
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