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Nov 2017
See the hands
At the bringe of the war
Escalating to a hallway door
For I stole her tonight
Just to bury pink light
In between the knuckles of her

And the eyes
Cross me out
Pink
Aloud
Make a mount of a sound
So I kick off the ground
For the ground I have I'm giving to her

See the creature
Blind with black
Is she ever going to pay my heart back
For I've paid the fare twice
Am I breaking the ice
Does she feel pink she did before
Kon Grin
Written by
Kon Grin  20/M/Uzbekistan
(20/M/Uzbekistan)   
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