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Mada
Poems
Feb 2011
With Pleasure from the kiss, comes Poison from his lips
From my mouth, escapes a moan
And I bid his love good-bye.
It knows right where to go;
The poison takes the tide.
My blood it now runs cold
With the sin of *******.
As I sink to the below,
I think of up above.
He loved me with his everything,
But me, I just could not.
And now next to this secret body,
I stay here to rot.
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Mada
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