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first moon
with no tears in the cup
dry grass grows tangled in my heart
like the memory of loves name
a taste of sweet
on bitter lips
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Posted: Jan 2014

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TAR_734
At least you're not suicidal! dancing
Nice work...
Robert (Sinclair) handshake
beautifulyou
ty elo,
lovely as always rose
niah9
as always elo...you have a special way with words, and how we view them.....great as always.....Kathycomfort
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