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Paraphe
You wormed your way into my heart,
And spread like cancer to my mind.
Your words were sharp as razorblades
As with my own hands you signed
Your name upon my skin.
And spread like cancer to my mind.
Your words were sharp as razorblades
As with my own hands you signed
Your name upon my skin.
Published 20th Mar 2015
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20th Mar 2015 3:50am
that is a Svengali-like lover that you lust after, his name branded into you. intense...
20th Mar 2015 12:08pm
It's funny because a nickname which I was called has a meaning of solo musical performance; I find that I do not sing in their absence. But I hardly ever wrote in their presence. Odd you should say that. You appear to belie your knowledge, but perhaps that's just the paranoia speaking. How curious. You are a very intriguing individual.
20th Mar 2015 12:09pm
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20th Mar 2015 9:29pm
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21st Mar 2015 4:17am
