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Dec 2013
as a matter of fact
the last time you struck me
right across the chest
i vowed it would be the last abuse
you'd inflict on the living
so you spent your time
hexing the tombstones down the street
because you must have you talons
submerged in the flesh of something
living or dead.
emma
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