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Feb 2014
it was at 3am
on a sunday
when the word
"love"
became synonymous to
the phrase
"premeditated manslaughter"
and since then,
i have begun to shy away
from everyone i thought i knew
because they have all
turned into
murderers.
if only i had the words to convey the ache that surrounds not only my head and my heart, but the overall soreness of memories and indispensable thought processes
Kay Reed
Written by
Kay Reed  F/ohio
(F/ohio)   
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