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Jun 2018
If you place your hand upon my chest;
I swear you would feel thunder
Pumping lightning;
Where there should be blood
A storm rages inside of me;
And I swear that's why my head is so cloudy
The reason why I tend to be so gloomy;
And the reason why;
You sleep so soundly;
When your head is placed;
Upon me
Kyle Janisch
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Kyle Janisch  27/M
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