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Jul 2013
We ripped it up and tore it down
made braids from stone and granite
our fingers bleeding,
I loved you then
never been so close to it.

Stone and granite powder now
like our bones
our hearts bleeding dust
I love you still
always will
never been so close to it.
MoonChild
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MoonChild  A place more Peaceful
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