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Oct 2018
From my flawless cheekbone to my unworked heel,
Covered and adorned with the finest detail,
Rubies, Silk, Velvet and Pendant,
Each with pasts long and forgotten,
Ah, but our differences does not yet end,
What smells like a metallic sting to you,
To me the sweetest scent,
And I do mean that red nectar flowing through your veins
Happy Halloween!
Kyle
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Kyle
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