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Sep 2017
I sell remedies
To my enemies
Of lust
And life
And love
I curse my foes
With my heart of gold
And cold hands fitted with gloves
I sever those warm hands at the wrist of my transgressors
**** my soul
And all I know
For pills and potions of the tides
Written by
Jenna Paige
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