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May 2017
Storms arising
Sky so black
Daggers sharp
Bloodied back

Clouds so red
Rivers ran dry
daggers so sharp
Double cross why

Broke my heart
Lies so deep
Daggers so sharp
I shall not weep

Head like a ******
Now I must turn
I tasted you
Now I must burn
Written by
Mark Bell  Portsmouth
(Portsmouth)   
216
   Ryan Holden
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