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Apr 2017
The out breaks
Like porcelain when she makes you make
A real choice
When the words
We can't hang out cross her lips
It feels like she's exercising her heart
With a rusty razor blade
Like the kind you pull along your jaw
She loves you and knows
Looking in your eyes you can never say it
You will never be free to
You cannot grow like that
You crumble
skaldspiller
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