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Dec 2013
Never let it be said that she was easy
Her red lips might tell a tale
Of many a summer spent
Beckoning eager men
But at night is when -
                                   her face pale
                                                  her lips white
                                                           ­                her stomach hollow
       - She quietly lets herself break

~ r.w.
Riya Walia
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