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Apr 2014
When one being loves another,
They can be found in their
Eyes or their
Heart or their
Lungs,
Or some other vital *****
Necessary to specie survival.
But all my vitals are
Crashing and I found you
Hiding underneath my fingernails.
And what does that make us?

**** I haven't written in so long.......
UHG
Written by
UHG  America
(America)   
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