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May 2016
Your eyes were like cherry wine
I was so eagerly Devine
I knew we were meant to be

You look my way and then it hit me
You absolutely positively
Knew I would fall eventually

And though I tried I could never please
Your greedy eyes saw nothing but a
Deer in the headlights

And in my head I knew I was
In danger I didn't leave because
Your bullets only made me feel numb.
Kelly Weaver
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Kelly Weaver  18/norton, ma
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