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Sep 2015
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I swept thru the hours

Like a magic broom
Dusting the insides of my jeweled ribs

Quenching thirst
From my outer layer
Of disjointed thoughts

Pulsing golden blood in threaded wings
Tiger like eyes piercing many hearts

Unwinding the clock of cupids arrow
While poisoned diamonds
Sparkle on lips

The story begins and ends
With a romantic haunting
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Shadow Paradox
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Shadow Paradox
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