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|Reviewed by Mitzi Jackson
|eyes blind, heartlead
how he said the things my mind wanted to hear
penertrating deep my eyes weep
why, how could you do this
blindness caught slipping
feelins' deep here
|Reviewed by Kenny Moon
|they say the first cut is the deepest. Go for a tender guy next time! Real poem! k|
|Reviewed by Sue Hess
|10 inch knife? whoa...this is painful and real and captured beautifully the pain that passion can bring|