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His name; it's on your lips, a kiss, un-consented, it's on your arm, ink, black, like his eyes, they looked, it's on your wrist, the red of his cold, hard heart.
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Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 7:37 PM UTC
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His name; it's on your lips, a kiss, un-consented, it's on your arm, ink, black, like his eyes, they looked, it's on your wrist, the red of his cold, hard heart.
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Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 7:37 PM UTC
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