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This sits between us Like poison between Skin and blood If you could give back What you stole You wouldn't. Offer yourself again As if you are the equivalent To the love lost Colonizer lover, Thief of my soul.
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Sep 26, 2020
Sep 26, 2020 at 3:28 PM UTC
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This sits between us Like poison between Skin and blood If you could give back What you stole You wouldn't. Offer yourself again As if you are the equivalent To the love lost Colonizer lover, Thief of my soul.
myrrdin
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Sep 26, 2020
Sep 26, 2020 at 3:28 PM UTC
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