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Aug 2014
I remember bleeding
From the skin of both my knees
I was still so young then,
Looking up at you
whispering "please"

I got in your way, you said
The basement floor broke my fall
You put your face so close to mine
Your pores exuded alcohol

I remember my best friends questions
And the lies that I would tell
I'll never forget what a coward you are
I hope you burn in hell
Kristen Marks
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Kristen Marks  New Jersey
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