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Sunshine is not really my name. Broken by the promises I made to myself Walked away from sanity to find my empty hell I have been trying to rebuild the town of my destruction Ruined by years of abandonment I keep thinking it will get better and life will make sense again Only something is wrong Too many worries I carry, too many lies I want to come true I have crushed my jewels, left them in the sun to fade. Sunshine is not really my name. May 8, 2010 Michelle Klear
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