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My strange lover came to me last night Late December murmurings, Bruised lips and Hooded Eyes *[And in the morning when he is gone, She finds ink scrawlings staining her sheets]*

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Sep 28, 2016

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Tags: #strange #ink #lover #bittersweet #december

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