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Apr 2015
In the
jungle of affairs
cheaters run the fastest.
The wind is left flustered.
Dears turn to prey when their
tales are painted in pane,
while the hungry eyes peak
away,
Pieces of hearts shaped
by the bleeding vane,
breed dismay.
There, the blind ******
scene on the road to heal again!
broken Hearts and healing souls sometimes the healing souls are the heartbreakers
# double entendre # triple entendre
Jamie King
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