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Jan 2015
Rip me apart
Scatter the pieces
Scare my thoughts
Enhance my doubts
Shred me up
Stomp me into the ground

I'm going to tear you apart
Be your worse enemy
Make you want to forget
Punch every inch of your flesh
Then let me pull you towards me
And let our lips connect

Our minds turn to scribbles
You pull me tight
I yank your hair
But our kiss
It is so lovely
Now my dear...
I didn't think we are capable,
Of being fixed
But I have to say, my love
*We make a lovely mess
Jo King
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