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Willful, woeful, wet worn edges
Heavy eyes with floating need
Tainted softness dipped in glitter
Tear her skin to show the greed

Time is borrowed, blossoms sorrow
scorched in suffering
Stay till morrow, feel not followed
Concience bothering.

Poorly spoken, softly stolen
frown upon her head
Caramel apologies
to stand within the dead.

Careless feelings lost with healing,
Possible regret?
Scared to find it's lack of shyness
lives within my head. 

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