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May 2013
We lived and died in the age of flowers
Whiskey on our lips,
Whispers on our lips,

I was a little too quick,
a little too quiet,
Your laugh spoke worlds to me.

& although I did not speak your tongue
When you made movements of words,
I swear I felt the earth tremble.

We lived and died in the age of flowers,
Love on my lips,
Lies on your lips,

I was a little too open,
a little too brave,
Your mind escaped my own.

& although I could not understand,
When you closed like a fist,
I swear I saw your demons

We lived and died in the age of flowers,
Weeds between those hips,
Goodbye on my lips
La Jongleuse
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La Jongleuse  France
(France)   
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   Jenna Gibson
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