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Thu, 05/21/2015 - 09:21 -- Novax
Your eyes speak to me with silent shouts
like the sun it forces me to cry when i gaze upon the heavens
but i cant look away they stole my soul
and i rather go blind than let a royal flush fold
This poem is about: 
Me

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