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Nov 2014
UgH
They were fat ugly tears
Streaming down my face
Messing up my makeup
Scarring my embrace
On the reality that exists
Inside my head
A dark and gloomy place
Filled with blood and gore and death
I liked it there, it was comfy
But it was ripped away from me
When the boy saw the tears
And crumbled to his knees
He never should've known
It should've never met his sight
But now he's gone forever
With nothing but that night
Strapped to his mind
And controlling all he knew
He thought that he had known me
But I made one wrong move
Ann Nicole
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