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Dec 2012
just you and me and this unmade bed

the perfect place for our tangled legsΒ 

a home for hearts that once were dead

but now have found a way to spreadΒ 

the newly flowing shades of red

upon the eyes of sleeping heads

it's time, the vows are being read

for readied minds are soon to wed

and truth be told, you are my bread

i live off every word you've said
Olga Valerevna
Written by
Olga Valerevna  Vladivostok
(Vladivostok)   
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