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When I was 12 My eyes water but they do not burn These are tears I've cried before I am confined to this space But even here Evil encroaches Why is it that My beautiful art Must be the product Of such disaster These are just words On a ripped page ... – *by Rhaelle Jude*	0 Views added 1 year ago	Rating

My eyes water but they do not burn
These are tears I've cried before
I am confined to this space
But even here
Evil encroaches

Why is it that
My beautiful art
Must be the product
Of such disaster

These are just words
On a ripped page
...

– by Rhaelle Jude

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