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Oct 2014
Don't kiss me unless you're going to miss me
Let this be known to thee
I am nothing but a human, with feelings
Real? Artificial? It makes no difference
People still have them, but rarely show
Wearing your heart on your sleeve won't keep your warm
When the icy cold wind of reject creeps it way on by
Jorge L Echevarria
Written by
Jorge L Echevarria  30/M/NC
(30/M/NC)   
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