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Oct 2017
Your hazel  eyes spit blood from the heart
I can't begin nor can I start
Your crumbling shell began to crack
My outward signs of a panic attack
No longer will you take my soul
And I will not pay you in fool's gold
Your shattered mind I mourn the loss
And this I swear I can't bear to cross
Your coffee breath, your twitter intact
Your electric body made up what you lacked
******* eyes rolled into your head
As I tried in vain to get you to bed
You left me hanging high and dry
But the stains of tears can not lie
Your hazel eyes spit blood from the heart
I can't begin no I can not start
Amy
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Amy  F/Boston
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