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Poetry By: blue3232

you cant pick your family,,,,,,

Submitted:Jul 28, 2012    Reads: 3    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

her veins were full of rust,her eyes held ghost from long ago,the moment felt like a loaded gun,still she is brave,still she is strong,and just like that, love fills in.


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