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"mcl" poems
My grandparents died when I was 12. I didn't cry. My dog, my best friend in the world, died when I was 13. I didn't cry. I tore my MCL when I was 14. I didn't cry. I broke my foot when I was 16. I didn't cry. I thought I had my heart broken at 17. I did not cry. I'm alone now. I can't stop the tears.
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Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 12:29 AM UTC
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