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Aug 2013
defensive
holding up
against the perpetual fall
of degrading words
piercing through every so often
widening the holes until I am left
defenceless
slowly being
stabbed
in all the right places
but somehow
still needing
to add a little
pleasure
periodically
annie
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annie  20/F/lavender skies
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