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Jun 2018
It kisses,
it cuddles,
it licks.

It bites,
it tears,
and it hurts

It lifts you up,
above the world,
above the clouds.

It buries you,
in the cold earth,
in the place with no air.

It's a beautiful monster.
One you can't live without.
It's love.
Written by
   Rosmarie Correa and TSPoetry
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