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Jan 2018
watch me
steal my breath
in
disbelief

hands to glass
like fingers
to
steal

forget me nots
on how
we
feel

my life for an written page
covers all been torn
we have
never
been
ran
through

she ran through him
he grabbed her by the hair
her
heart
stopped
he calls me
over
she
wants me
back to life
she has yet to understand
the
conept
of
viewers thiefs
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branded glaciers GE
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branded glaciers GE
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