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Feb 2018
It was long gone.
That perfect porcelain skin, gleamed in pieces, but where still intact.
The once thing I ask is when will you come back.
That I hate to leave you behind
In a shivering clash.
The skin was like a snake that cut open your leg.
The face was like an arrow, that hit you in your eye.
Ere that night,
The night where you fell.
Please come back love.
I always loved you till the end.
That now its gone.
And will never be redeemed.
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unknown  20/F/OKC
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