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Thursday, 9 June 2016

Poem: Valentine's Eve

On the eve of Valentine, 
He gave her a stalk of red rose, 
With a smile, 
To hide, 
The sharp glint of knife, 
Which would pierce 
Through her core, 
If she was aware, 
Of the lie, 
Behind his facade, 
Smooth and suave... 

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