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Sha Aug 2015
You make me feel sadness,
the kind of sadness that is art.
Sha Aug 2015
Words became wine that got us drunk and made us believe we will be forever unheard on this galaxy full of poetry
Sha Aug 2015
She worked like an aromatherapy
and affected him like a curse
he won't be able to escape
Sha Aug 2015
Why have you given in to the call of another lover?
Sha Aug 2015
Do not worship me.
I'm just a monk
leading you to eternity divine.
Sha Aug 2015
He touched her.
And in awe,
he looked at her like she was a love spell.
Love, charm, spell, awe,
Sha Aug 2015
He's much more like an illegal drug,
waiting to be opened
so he can **** you.
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