Time
We meet at what seemed to be a perfect time
Our lives emessed into one
But fatility ensued and perfection no longer
Time has worked with us once but i feel it has retreated now
Gone when it is needed most because now time has become transparent ans you have too.
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Casbragg
I am a 23 year old African American Hispanic female. I attend John Jay College of Criminal Justice. I am a current Master student in Forensic Mental Health Counseling. My career goal is to receive a Phd in Clinical Forensic Psychology.
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