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Oct 2014
Been awhile
Since I've cracked
A smile
This wide,
I always lacked
On the inside
A flame,
And I'll never be
The same
After her,
Nor she
Will ever again
Waltz alone
Wear me like fur
Round her neck
Warm to the bone
Always at her beck
And call
Till death
And even then
She'll never fall,
For every breath
I take;
It's just for her sake...

APAD14 - 009 © okpoet
Nestor David Armas
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Nestor David Armas  37/M/OC
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