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Apr 2014
One more step and I swear to end this,
My neatest blade will meet my neck in a kiss,
My eyes will mirror yours beyond the deepest doubt,
I sit cradled in the corner with no peaceful way out.
Written by
Matthew Mefford  U.S.A.
(U.S.A.)   
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