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Jan 2016
She told me
My body comforted her more than her silk sheets
She kissed me
And told me if felt better than the diamonds I painted on her neck
She hugged me
But didnt tell me what it meant to her
She whispered
Somethings are better left in the Dark
But when I flicked on the lights
I saw her and him
Not me and her
But her and him
the angry heart ceased
Cold as if  were dead
Cold like the pulse of the dead man
I wanted to be
Slient Night
Cazador
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Cazador  Japan (Stationed)
(Japan (Stationed))   
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