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Nov 2015
It was when we made love on your secret bed
That I found the ceasing of my doubts.
It was in your face I found the honesty,
That laces the bond, so many try to break.
It was in the unawareness, of the dangers that surround us,
These walls that don’t forgive.
Eyes closed, mouth agape, how content you seemed to be.
Nothing mattered, nothing could
While rested on top of me.
Written by
Hannah McMullan
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