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Nov 2014
slicing my skin
clear through
to the *******;
I am broken again
but , not enough to need you.
Falling asleep again,
turning blue,
your biggest fan is your hero,
I hide my disdain,
I remember , in theory,
being true to
writing for me and I,
now I am hearting .
strangers in the bleeding
dark.
wordvango
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wordvango
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