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Jun 2017
For a girl who writes
   Body filled with fresh-picked scabs
   Brand from you, as price

You melted her ice,
   Taking a sly aim and stabs
   Severing a splice

She forgave you twice
   Nick, slit and **** you gave thrice,
   Gives you one more chance.
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