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Aug 2014
She was just sitting there.
Her gaze strong but tired.
Hurt and alone.
Lost and scared.
Missing someone, something.
One heart, broken.
She looked at me with tears running down her sweet face.
I wanted to hug her
I wanted to save her.
But I knew I couldn't.
How could I save someone
When I can't even save myself?
7:15 am
July 25, 2014
Angelica Marie Franco
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Angelica Marie Franco  NJ/Ohio
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