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May 2019
From sunrise until twilight,
My love for you is red like your blood.
From sundown until morning light,
My love for you is black, like the leaves dried
From the rose I wanted to give you
But never did.
Oh darling,
Isn't it lovely to be in so much pain?
A poem every day
Vic
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Vic  17/Genderqueer/Your local grocery store
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