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05.09.23

Measure the cracks in your armor
As I chip at them whatever for
You let me because you love me
If your skin I pierce I must have erred
Not that for you I hold no care
In love led blind thus far
Till you awake like from a slumber
To the taste of betrayal from my goodbye kiss

~RC

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