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Jan 2014
I will paint your skin in all permanent shades,
Then maybe you'll think twice
The next time you decide to act brave.
You will keep me on a shelf
Until you need me again,
And by that time,
It will have become
My own personal hell.
We will run each other into the ground,
All spun around
By talking in circles
Until neither of our voices
Are able to create a sound.
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   Jamie Horridge
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