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March 16, 2018
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Her tears mixed with ink on the page,
their love wouldn’t last ‘till old age.
His ink on his skin reminded him of her, 
their sadness in a spiral — everything a blur.
Her photos of them now torn to bits,
their anger coming back in fits.
His fury mixed with his shame, 
their outrage pushed on to no aim.






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