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Oct 2015
I fed on your mouth
As my hand drew south
Dripping secrets upon my tongue
Giving air to choking lungs

This love's a poetic disaster
Drowning faster and faster
Oh please just let it end
I've nothing left to defend

There's only your name I refuse to speak
Images flashing, far too bleak
The damage you continue to wreak upon a soul so weary
You must know, I love you dearly
Michael Humbert
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Michael Humbert
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