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Nov 2015
your fingernails under my skin
your skin, my fingernails within

blood boiled over and what for?
your guts gushed on the floor

your body oozing into mine
brothers, us lovers of clandestine

how the crow sings for you, my love
and for me, oh, the mourning dove
Annie
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Annie  18/F
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