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May 2018
Those eyes, wild and fierce.
They pierce the body and gaze at the soul.
I can sense you there and lose all control.

It doesn’t take much.
Flash your devilish grin.
I give up.
I let you win.

The voice of an angel. Truly captivating.
Hear it and you’ll be drawn in.
Like the sirens in the oceans.
You’re too good to be true. You must be sin.
Mario Bañuelos
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Mario Bañuelos  Illinois
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       ---, Rick the shoe shine boy and A Simillacrum
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