Longo-Geremia: POETRY

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Wednesday, July 9, 2014

POETRY

MASK You always were a flower delicate that withered in the noon-day sun a heart that bled for everyone but your eyes were empty and cold and pierced my soul with venom with your serpent dance of lies. Sign in to see full entry.

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