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A Poem by Pili
She is only sixteenBut feels way pass her teensAndevery nightshe closes her eyesImaginga better timeNobody understandsThe scars in her armsAs days pas..
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A Poem by Pili
Fake lipstickNight is coldTry to callShe will say:'Fine'Fake SmileFor her no auntForced into stuffShe never thoughtOnly by a manWho thought she lovedS..
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A Poem by Pili
I make a cup of teaTo cure not only a soar throatBut a soar heart.Not only to fix myselfBut to fix my heart and brain.I make a cup of teaTo keep me wa..
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