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Sep 2015
you have a sunbeam smile
like all the others
it reflects off your spectacles
and sets

the

    world

       on
fire.

the world is your ant hill
and
you leave me scampering for safety.
you're not the one
Kill me slowly
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Kill me slowly
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   Raven
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