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Boy
Temporary wounds did form,
Above the ones I had ignored.
And the thoughts you had bestowed in me,
Are nothing but a memory.
Where you were weak, he is so fierce,
And where you lack, he comes in first.
The boy I thought I craved before,
Is nothing but a closing door.
Tuesday 14th March 2017 5:09 am
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