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A Poem by V
Mirror on my wall
Who is fanciest of all?
Make the final call
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A Poem by V
My man is in love with Mary Jane.
She is so hot when she calls his name
He runs for miles just to catch a glance
I know..
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A Poem by V
Your hand lies lifeless on the edge of the bed,
last night was no dream at all.
Your smooth skin so delicately fresh
and yet,
you..
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A Poem by V
An eternal search, for the reincarnation of you
Every woman’s unborn child, each breath of fresh air
All the unmet friends, th..
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