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Jun 2014
It was like the cold, your smile
Ready at a glance
To use as a suit of shining armour
Or mace and chain
At the lightest touch
To force on yourself
To stop you from falling
Completely apart
And back to who you really were
Just Imagine the shame
Well
For me it was just a symbol
Or maybe a metaphor
Who knows?  
But certainly never more than that
Never ever more than that
A C Leuavacant
Written by
A C Leuavacant  Paris, France
(Paris, France)   
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