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Dec 2014
I can draw you a map on my skin with blood
And show you the ways to my heart
I don't expect you to find the right way
In ****** roads
That lead nowhere
In tricky signs that mess with your head
In sly smiles that give you hope
Only to discover that you have been ******
In finding my heart you may lose yourself
Only to discover mine is not there.
#love
Thinkerbelle
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Thinkerbelle  NY
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