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Dec 2013
Name
His name;
it's on your lips,
a kiss, un-consented,
it's on your arm,
ink, black,
like his eyes, they looked,
it's on your wrist,
the red of his cold, hard heart.
Written by
Daisy
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       Shelley-May and Stu Shapiro
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