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Dec 2015
I was right to run away and lock the door on you after I passed out in the kitchen and I wish I woulda known then.

Broken bird who listens like chimes.
The way you surrendered your neck
first a lover
then a sacrifice.

People will tell you what they are,
you just never said battleground.
Copyright C. Heiser, 2015
Carly Two
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Carly Two
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