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You once asked me why I loved you
You once asked me why I loved you.
I didn’t know what to say.
Because you are kind,
like a viper, killing quickly.
Or because you’re wicked smart,
like a jungle cat stalking its prey.
Because you see me, deeply,
that much is true.
I didn’t know what to say,
so I didn’t say anything at all.
In the silence that has settled
in the ye...
Monday 9th December 2019 12:01 am
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