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Apr 2017
Christine with hair so sweet,*
bald here I weeped.*

Angie lips so full,
my *** is thin.

Leslie broke your heart,
All I have is being smart.

Here I lay in the dark,
wondering what I have done all this time?
Loving you has been my biggest crime.
Unrequited love
The Dead Poet
Written by
The Dead Poet  The Moon
(The Moon)   
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