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 Jun 2017
Balaguer
You became my heart
Four years and eight months ago.
Through the windows
Of love
I envisioned you
Forever
For so long
irapairable and
Microscopic
Was the musle
Left
of my heart.
Superwoman
Has nothing on you
An angel
Grace
you brought upon me

®K.S
10.11.12
 Dec 2016
Balaguer
Upon ye,
The mercy will never be seen.
Reckless am I,
Settling for less
Visualizing the more
Behold,
We are alive
Another piece of meat
in the air
Controlled
by the next demon passing by
We are
Filled up like a balloon
With the blood of Christ
Yet thou,
Only believe
In
what you see,
What you feel
Forever
is inside,
Let us not
Weep.
Weak is the heart
At the time of death
There,
thy eyes bleed.
Thanksgiving thoughts

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