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Sep 06, 2005 18:19

black on black ,
white pale like you,
lightly powdered with soft air from your breathe,
taken from it,
make up bleeding,
your kind enough to see,
the bleeding needed to be here,
the smell brings a warmth,
so cold but yet so warm,
a white you sitting here in the past,
not noticing a blind eye,
would die tonight,
for the must of love...
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