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Jan 2018
Will I still be your wife in the afterlife?
Will you still stare at me and swear you care?
Will we still declare our love?
After we both know
it was my hand in the glove
that held the knife
that ended your life and stilled our love.
© JLB
09/01/2018
04:10 GMT
Camellia-Japonica
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Camellia-Japonica  F/Wales
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       Carlo C Gomez, Sjr1000, ryn and Camellia-Japonica
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