Feb 2016
No fault of her own
This heart that is known
Gives praise to her lips
Indulging the razor tipped
Poisonous barbed edges
Asking for more patience
And getting nothing for my troubles
This heart that is known
Gives praise to her lips
Indulging the razor tipped
Poisonous barbed edges
Asking for more patience
And getting nothing for my troubles
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)
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