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Apr 2013
You like ink-stained skin,
and heavy metal love songs;
your words are like riddles
enough for my mind to burn;
You don’t really care,
as long as you keep yourself bare;
I really detest your guts
but I love you just as much
as I could hate you.
Bianca
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