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Feb 2014
my heart, its gone
its gone
she roams free
apart from me
i did not mean
to turn her loose
another heart  
set her free
shall she return,
will she know me for
my mind or body
when you find my body
do not weep
for though we are ugly,
our kiss sinks deep
the graceful ones
see right through me
but only you can say
whats trash or beauty
for you're the heart
so many long for
and now you're stuck
with me
and i wouldn't know
what for
bone
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bone  Illinois
(Illinois)   
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