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Sep 2015
Like a thief
My heart was poached
Causing me to fall
In the spiral of
Love.
But I did not know
The thief was evil
Causing me pain
Each day.
Shambling my hear
For the satisfaction
Of his own.
Never,
Never have I thought
I could be whole once more.
Then I met another thief
Who glued the
pieces one by one.
Kale
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