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Aug 2011
I sometimes forget what you look like


                      yes
your ****** expressions
                             and your teeth

And I feel so wrong

You are the one I shouldn't be able to
forget
                       you should be scarred into my mind by now,
                                                                        lover.

A deep crimson red, like
the deepest part of me you've
                                      seen

Put that down, before you hurt
                                           yourself.
michelle reicks
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michelle reicks
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