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Feb 2012
The girl is liquid.
A magnet for lust
for things moms forbid
breaking hearts and trust.
Beauty realized.
Stunning, though she is
pure pain in disguise.
Destined to be Miss.
The start of downfall
and cause of rapture.
She is alcohol.
What you can't capture.
The perfect design.
Demon or divine?
One of my first and only sonnets so far.
Corey J Grace
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Corey J Grace  29/M/IN
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