Emily Cari Clifford Biography

Lipstick stains on bedspreads,
Socks strewn over the floor,
People stumberling out of bed,
Into clothes and out of the door.
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You tore my heart from my sleeve
And wore it as your own,
Replacing the broken and tarnished one
That you had too long,
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I know the rules of survival,
I’ve learnt how to become one of the crowd,
But some how I stick out,
Another target easily found.
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Why did this happen?
Why pick now?
Just to hurt me?
Or only confuse?
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