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May 2014
I'm not sure if it is jealousy
I'm not sure if it is hate
or possibly love that is stupidly late

That look on your face
Your stupid green eyes
That poisonous mouth that will only tell lies

I don't think its love
I don't think its hate
but possibly pain that is stupidly late
Leanne Kirby
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Leanne Kirby  London
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