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May 2015
My solitude is your bait

You come back
Because I can still be glued to you
Like your cigarette did to your mouth
The only time I slept on your chest




-LynnAA
Everything is speaking except for the heart.

18/5/2015
Lynn Al-Abiad
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Lynn Al-Abiad
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