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Jan 2014
I'm alone in my room writing silly poems
Just a useless pile of bones


I wonder what you do alone
Do you think of me?
Of course you don't

But I think of you
And each night you made feel special

I love everything you do
It's like dancing with the devil

Dangerous
But beautiful
A sinner so perfectly flawed
Your eyes shimmer
Like a enchanting god

So good
So evil

Everything I want
Em Rose
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