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Jul 2020
save face and leave
hold your quiet
like a secret
before thunder

leave the wound
mark the trail of my passing
reminiscent —
that we do for love
that we do for vengeance

you forgot, my dear
to **** you aim
for the heart
. .  . . .
Ninah
Written by
Ninah  25/F/Bruxelles
(25/F/Bruxelles)   
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