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I hope your heart, will spin out of control
Dizzy and sick, falling in a deep hole.

Deep in sadness, always never enough
Losing your worth, not a diamond, but rough. 

I hope you cry, until your brown eyes close
Dream then wake up, by a thorn of a rose.

Smile all day, then feel low when alone
Hear one song, then feel the cuts that were sown.

Smell memories, of fresh cookies and love
vanilla, fruit, or all of the above. 

But most of all, I pray that you can heal
My broken heart does not want you to feel...

How I feel. 

-Belle Rose 

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