Maria Jacobo Poems

Maybe I am crazy.
My mind is trying to decieve me.
I can't be living like this.
The bullet shot was a miss.
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As night falls
I can't get rid of it all
I'm running around in circles
Trying not to be found
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I carry an awful memory; I've seen and heard more than I should know.
My ears and eyes haven't lied to me just yet.
I see what you see and I've heard what you've heard.
Sitting in the dark corner with my eyes drenched like rain.
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