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Apr 2014
Look into those innocent eyes,
You have defiled.
Why not just leave me here,
And go crack one of your electric smiles?

I hear your circuits whir,
Your bolts, they gleam.
Run fingers through your hair,
Watch as they dream.

I still hold onto you,
Unravelled by your games.
I'd love you call you out,
But I'm not naming names.
"Oh babe."

Eyes cut like knives,
Wit sharper still.
Why don't you just leave me here,
And go crack one of your electric smiles.
*Somewhere else.
Abaigeal Skye
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