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Aug 2014
The one she loves,
And the one who needs her,
is the one who does,
in fact decive her,
these lessons she's learned,
those pictures she burned,
will eventually start
to form a hollow heart,
inside you see,
nothing in me,
but my heart that is,
a hollowabyss,
*no feelings,
depart,
from a
hollow heart
Monique Isom
Written by
Monique Isom  America
(America)   
608
   Stax and Haley Lorish
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