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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Adult >> ID #548882  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
Diseased eyes
Just a little something!
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Diseased eyes,
bruised hearts.
Standing over broken glasses.
This room is swimming in death.
It makes no sense to end it now.
I can make you sparkle.
Cover you in glitter.
Hide you in a box.
Safe and warm,
full of ecstasy.
Touch me,
I'm real.

Francesca
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