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Apr 2017
I want to leave
a gift at your doorstep.
A box of feelings
I have for you.
Had,
can't wait to say.

Wild beast,
your ****** claws
rip apart my mind
night after night.

Word upon word
the agony hardens
the pain
I give to you.
The ultimate gift
now set me free.
Written by
Dominik Dekleva  23/Two-Spirit
(23/Two-Spirit)   
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