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Sep 2013
"Your heavenly eyes renounce me of solitude"
Words that now mock and fleer
Words that begin a paroxysm
Curse me, Hebrew woman
Soul bare across cold concrete
Hand in hand, lady skeleton
Face of an angel
Devils thrive inside
Reaching off a cliff
For the sweetest of fruit
Beware the fall, young one
Beware
Beaux
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Beaux  TX
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