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By broken&bruised_only.used •

crimson lips icy blue are the color of her eyes and she is the secret between all their lies she keeps quiet and hides the pain puts on the mask can she be the same>? fallen so far she now has broken wings and she preys for an answer to make sence of these things

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September 25, 2006 01:35User

You are a great writer..I love your poems..keep it up..!!