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Sep 2014
he asks me why
she screams at me
they just watch
and i just wait

eventually he will stop asking
and her voice will die out
there eyes will grow tired
and I'll be alone

just like i was meant to be
April
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April  22/F/NJ
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   stΓ©phane noir, ryn and Aquinas
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