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Sep 2013
Just like that ****** and all the bloodshed

Was like the day that you and I wed


Was fun to start then it all went wrong

As the knife pierced I realised my flaw

I  didn't cover it

I didn't care

I left the duck tape

On the top stair


What to do what to say

Heart beats mysterious ways

Pounding like I fell in love

Bite the head from a white dove

Depraved and cultured almost ready

For life in our society
Bernardo Soares
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Bernardo Soares  London
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