juin 29th, 1994

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david

crying.
she was crying so hard,
my back was dripping in
tears.

i didnt ask why.
all i knew,
was she
hated california.
also didn't know why.

i gave her my address again.
so she could write to me.
she told me
her parents would let me see her
off.

all i could do to help,
was squeeze her as she
cried
onto my back.

im gonna miss that girl,
belle fleur bruneau.

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