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Aug 2010
She was beautiful -
The ultimate pill.
She brought peace and rest
To the relationship.
When she held my hand,
I could feel forever in her grip.


She was enticing -
The ultimate cure.
She would hold me in her arms
And I would sleep.
Where ever she went,
I could see people wanting her.


She was dangerous -
The deepest cut.
She could kiss my lips and
My body would go numb.
If she offered me a knife,
I would die for her.


She was beautiful -
The ultimate thrill.
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