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Feb 2015
you are the cut that bleeds the longest
you are the wound that never heals
you are the hickey I desperately cover
and still hurts in a perpetual sting
you are the scratching that turned into a bruise
you are my face all black and blue
you are juliet’s deathlike sleep
you are romeo’s poisoned lips
you are the pain that never ceases
you are the demons in my dreams
you are the blade tearing my skin apart
you are the knife deadly crossing my heart
you are my failing lungs gasping for air
you were desire
you are despair
Second half of 2014
Isabela Soares-Bastos
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Isabela Soares-Bastos  rio de janeiro
(rio de janeiro)   
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