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Nov 2014
You say you love me
But your eyes scream hatred
Your lips press against mine
But your teeth bite back screams
Your hands caress mine
But your nails hide the blood drawn
Your breast comforts mine
But your heart burns with angst
Your skin brushes mine
But your flesh aches with depression
So I’ll ask you once again
“How was your day?"
Josiah Manzanares
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Josiah Manzanares  California
(California)   
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     JWolfeB and Sydney Ann
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