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Jul 2018
your hebenon heart with blood of black ink
of loxotic lies and twisted truths sink
deep in your body you make yourself home
seep in your poison to blood and to bone
make yourself see the truth you believe
not the truth that truly would be.


― a mirage of your own manipulation
Marisol Quiroz
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Marisol Quiroz  22/F/Newcastle upon Tyne
(22/F/Newcastle upon Tyne)   
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