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Oct 2014
If you hate me for my burning hair please forgive my eyes
If you cringe at the sound of my voice remember the waves of my face
I'm sorry I'm a ghost to you, a nightmare of mistakes, missed chances and empty "I love yous"
But I'm sorry I'm backwards, I only know the man not the ghost
Jake Meizell
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Jake Meizell  Newark
(Newark)   
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   alienobserver and urushiol
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