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Jun 2014
Wake for me my sleeping beauty I am yearning for your depths.
They try to cover your face, they try to hide you away.
WithΒ Β there ****** hearts in my hands I devour it whole.
Oh my, Oh my, they say she died so very young!!!
Came up with this on the spot not quite sure what to make of it.
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