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Feb 2016
Torn up photos.
Ripped to shreds.
Baby you went.
You left me for dead.

Standing on the sidewalk.
Swinging your broadsword.
Played darts with cupid's arrows.
Poor shot.

Shots came from bottles.
Cupid missed.
Probably ******.
Usually is.

Dizzy.
Busy.
Drinking.
Coffee.
Thinking.

Shrinking.
A violet not.
Guess I forgot.
So what's love?
(c)LIVVI
Olivia Kent
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Olivia Kent  Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)   
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