The Truthless Mind
31 March 2010
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There was a girl of a hot summer Without provenance, who Plundered my world, simply With some kind of laughter- Lies concealed within. She lured me and a few others to Her frozen bed, then Blotted all of us out, cureless- No traces of regret
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