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 May 2017 Groved Wall
nivek
we meet within our senses
and our senses are tuned
some may well bare scars
"I undressed you with my lips
my tongue was a blanket that covered your insecurities, your flaws and your fears, your naked body look beautiful behind a camera and the whole world laughed, I convinced you that you were everything to me, only to watch you crash and burn...."
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