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A Poem by brianna vega

lost in the never ending science of sleep
hope is lost it was struck down hung by the strings of your guitar
as you criend gently into my arms
i felt nothing but nasuea fill me

© 2011 brianna vega


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Added on March 28, 2011
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brianna vega
brianna vega

city of lost angels, CA



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