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1d
I stand
by the
water's edge.
I see you
rise
sword in hand.
you ******
the blade into me,
deconstructing
everything I am.
I bleed
for you today
my love
red droplets
color the water
oh so deep
But in my death
I notice that you
don't even weep.
Sam Harty
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Sam Harty  63/F/La
(63/F/La)   
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