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Bullets in a Mouth
Dressed in white cloth
Shielding the blame
Polishing a sweet name
Germs of him that is dark
Leaks from mouths to Escape harm
A brush whiles he paints
A beautiful picture
In a ugly frame
The flower sweetening
Heart's dirty rags
Like knives pierce hearts
Pouring a stream of joy
When uncovered sour lives
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June 06/2009
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Eyan Desir
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