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Donna Jan 2014
I romanticized you
to the point where
the knives you pressed
into my skin
began to look
like Cupid’s arrows.
Donna Jan 2014
I romanticized you
to the point where
the knives you pressed
into my skin
began to look
like Cupid’s arrows.
Donna Jan 2014
I romanticized you
to the point where
the knives you pressed
into my skin
began to look
like Cupid’s arrows.

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