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Jul 2015
Stained teeth
Bring out the white skin
Of the daunting drapes
Covering the faintest of all hopes.
With eyes as pale
As the clouds,
Covering the day,
Your body is cold,
Like the ice you kept
Among us,
Preserving
What you wanted to be.
I found this in my documents and thought it was decent
Jake Griffith
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Jake Griffith  IUP
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   Leyla Jude
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