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Jul 2015
He’s going to make you feel like Cleopatra
this is your kingdom
solid gold crown on your head
and you can feel the riches in your veins.
Maybe he didn’t fill your cup with his own wine,
but who’s love were you remembering the taste of
when the poison touched your lips?
Kendall Rose
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Kendall Rose
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