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Jan 2015
I remember the day
You took the words away
Lost sight of rythmic thoughts
My stomach felt knots

Now i know why
Paper words hold harsh lies
Ink feelings for a mistress
Things I never thought to witness

But far from perfect score i hold
Shown full of photos for the bold
Pale skin
Blazed with sin
Raquel Centore
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Raquel Centore
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