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Apr 2020
one day,
maybe when my ******* are grown
perhaps when enough of my blood has been shed
you’ll come dancing to me
at a masquerade ball
but don’t let your dazzling, jewelled mask
hypnotize you
into forgetting
the way you shattered my heart
the masked stranger fools no one.
mi amor
Written by
mi amor  14/F/the woods
(14/F/the woods)   
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