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Nov 2010
Bones and Memory
I am powerless
pitted against your will.
You're so beautiful:
a hard, bruising embrace,
unkind with a ****** heart.
I may love you.
But I have nothing more to give:
I am but bones and memory.
Written by
Alexandra King
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