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Thursday, January 11, 2018

H to z

Two voices meet
it was their end
Ours was solid
till we start to pretend

Romancing in your eyes
marbles on sky high
was yours
wasn't it

That's it,
blaming like no others
I am hypocritic
it was emptiness

Yours,
It was tenderizing
soothing,
fascinating,
all the -ing that can be inked

Mine,
deceptions,
lies coronation,
causations

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