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Jul 2013
i was a selfish antidote,
tied by the rope she collaborated with words
unsaid memories
i moved coldly between her fingers tips
made her sweat, and sleeveless
warned her about my doings
as she climbed on top of me
and slowly began murdering me
Love In Hiding
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Love In Hiding  stl
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