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Aug 2011
Black knife, through my heart
Poisoning me slowly; vein by vein, ventricle by ventricle
Your black venom takes me over like the sweet taste of iced lemonade on a hot summer's day.
You kissed me, then left me in the street.
You touched me, then left me here to weep.
Deana Luna
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Deana Luna  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
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