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Oct 2014
Dark love now creeps through the cracks of what's left of my heart
lost nights in *****
And bruised kisses lost to drunken men
Cold comforting steal slashes lap at my already etched frame

These are just some things I do
To help me forget your *name
Shannon Acacia Wilson
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Shannon Acacia Wilson  United Kingdom
(United Kingdom)   
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