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Jun 2015
the other day,
i opened my heart wounds for you to see.
bleeding and exposed,
i thought you would let them heal, and leave them be.
but since your eyes were sharp and unclean,
you only stabbed and infected me.
Alexis Rose
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Alexis Rose  Some preposition; bed
(Some preposition; bed)   
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