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Sep 2019
Violet emotion,
Dark and sensual.
These secrets kept,
I confess,
Are protected by a
Soft guilt.

Seemingly rude,
Peer through your
Rose colored glasses;
I confess,
It honors me to wear
Your fingers like a necklace.
Phasma de Oceanus
Written by
Phasma de Oceanus  23/F/Missouri
(23/F/Missouri)   
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