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ne me touchez pas, mon cher.

don't touch me.

Don't Touch Me.

DON'T TOUCH ME.

my heart is tired. it murmurs

and growls at any threat

of emotion too great.

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bryn-clarke-worth

American

Published: Feb 8, 2010
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