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Mar 2016
Waiting patiently
for you
in the dark
that place you
                 dare
                 not
                  go
                  to
                  bash your reservations in
                  like a piñata
devour you whole
as the *****
I was meant to be
you were borne unto me
to die in my arms
tonight
The Ripper
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The Ripper  B'tween pen & paper
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