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May 2013
Somehow, you were brought here,
How, I wish not to know,
One morning I’ll rise and,
You’ll announce you must go,
For you’ll see through the beauty,
That I play and present,
And horrified you’ll be,
Whilst I’ll crave your scent,
Your skin and your hands,
Your icy blue eyes.
How can I know,
Your “I love you”s aren’t lies?

I trust you, I do,
Protect though myself,
Yet I’ll face harm for you,
Surrender sane health.
All my foe, my lover,
My best ******* friend,
I’m scared you’ll be scarred,
If you stay ‘til the end.
So run now if you must,
I am made for that pain,
If you stay forever,
I shall not be the same
Written by
Laetitia Temporum
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   spysgrandson
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