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Dec 2015
Words are soporific
From the indelible tongue
That dances like fire
The night has begun.
But truth is like venom
The fire proves too bold
Burned skin exposes flesh
The sin that we hold.
I really like that word, soporific.
JR Rhine
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JR Rhine  24/M/Lexington Park, MD
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