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Nov 2016
Emotions are my weakness
I let them show too soon
From flowers on a Tuesday
To a massage because it's noon

I like to be random
Be the one to surprise
To build up a fire
That will always burn inside

That fire has forged a heart
One enameled with pain and hate
I smile because I'm supposed to
Though I beg for a better fate
The forgotten one
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The forgotten one
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   Lady Misfortune and Corvus
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