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Dec 2016
Asking weather he does or he doesn't
You will rip yourself apart
Every layer every tug will come at a cost
It wont hurt for you seek answers
For you are foolishly blind
Trying to feel as you tear up inch by inch of your heart
To the warmth of the sun you woke up with such hopes
Sharing your color with the rest of the world
And the smell of your petals is what lured such dark shade
As you did not pick him but he picked you instead
You felt touched and desired but a display you became
Sadly but true you started to fade
Soft and then lifeless your body expressed
Nothing more than a moment that's been taken away
You realized a pain that is no longer there
You've been return to the grounds from where you once came
12/31/16
Arcanum
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Arcanum
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   mickey finn and Sisilia
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