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Jul 2013
Bruises
Kiss my knees for I bruised them

Kneeling and praying to your

Presence.

Your lips taste like

Blood and pain

And salt.
Lydia Cooper
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Lydia Cooper  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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