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Jun 2018
He's cherry liqueur,
keeps his cards face-down,
sweet enough to be a sweet
but still a little bit sour.
Deep, dark thinker
but not one to wear a frown
and so he puts me in my place
from the inside out.
Written by
sara  21/F/uk
     The uniVerse, Fawn, Puds, slr, Melissa S and 3 others
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