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Oct 2014
when you bit my lip
smiled
and walked away

the bitter taste of
the cigarette that
wasn't you

your kisses
and your quick breath
the smoothness of
your skin

your body
against mine
on the dusty road

i remember

the blackness
Hardy
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Hardy
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