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Feb 2014
Young hearts
mold together under mistle arc
The beginning is always perfect
initial love always feels stark

As time progresses
and they lay in park
Just like the dogs around
they too begin to bark

To each other become weary
no longer holding that precious spark
They grow tired of each others company
and push their love into the dark
Mr Vampire
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Mr Vampire  South Africa, Cape Town
(South Africa, Cape Town)   
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