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Sep 2021
It scares me how you turn
  your face into a wall
  how you rip your ears off
  when I call
  You turn your lips to stone
  when I try to kiss you when I fall
  in love with you and kneel at your
  feet with ****** knees after I crawl
  your just an old wrinkled crow almost
  forgotten except for your distant caw.
Acme
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Acme  71/M/Charlotte, NC
(71/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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