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Apr 2015
Wine has loosened this tongue
I know of several words
Threatening to trip over themselves
Racing to you
My hands grasp at frayed edges of reason
I beg my tongue, don't betray me
But it is loose enough to hold a mind of its own
Emily Dawn
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Emily Dawn  23/F/Sunny Cornwall
(23/F/Sunny Cornwall)   
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