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Dec 2014
****** absorbing the blood in me
my ******* aren't like in the magazines
eyes darker than the coffee you drink
you do not love me because you don't know how to love
indifferences come to me in threes
two for you, one for me
I cannot bring myself to feel today
I've forgotten how to wish

sitting, laughing, smoking, crying
dying in the inn
arubybluebird
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