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Mar 2013
Me and my blade,
we've been through alot.
I've grown attached to it,
slice after slice it tears through.
And not a single tear surfaces my eye.
Always followed by a cleaning,
licking my blood off my blade.
I have taken this blades life,
Maybe one day it'll take mine...
Denver Elijah Bijlsma
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   AME, R, Andrea, ---, JL and 2 others
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