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Jul 2013
If she only knew,
When she gave me that tool,
My  first thought was this
Is too ******* cool.

  The second was not so  innocent.
    Imagine the cuts this is going to make.
       It's going to be so portable,
          I'll take it every where.
              I'll never be too far from my only peace.

Oh, the first cuts my new friend made,
Were oh so beautiful, and stung so good.

I couldn't stop,
   I liked it a lot.

It was so much easier than the box cutter before.
I never leave home with out her now.
Always knowing she's near, helps me cope.


If she only knew when she took me to that room.
The scalpel she gave me so innocently,
Turned sinister so quickly.
Pendragon
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Pendragon  26/F
(26/F)   
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   - and Robert Guerrero
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