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Sep 2013
If anybody ever asks me if I’m taken, I’d reply straight away;

‘No I’m not taken, but I have been received.’
Because I am a ******* gift from the heavens.
I sat here, in my glass case on my velvet cushion
and I waited for someone to break it open.
Well, you must have been one hell of a cat burglar

because you didn't even lift a finger and still, I fell.
Kelly
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Kelly  Cape Town // South Africa
(Cape Town // South Africa)   
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