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Nov 2015
Is there love left?
After that emotional
car wreck.
Jaws of life
taking my heart.
Now
I feel slight affection
A lust. Primal,
disconnected.
More like a hunger,
Vampiric.
Feed me.
**** me.
But the gentle thunder
of love
Majestic.
You took that
from me.
mrmonst3r
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