The 'dot' (.)A Poem by KruppzLearn to forgive thy self if you have any...the blood-tainted mirror showed me an image that lasts... the half-invited horror consumed my
rose-tinted the part of me so familiar mourns that night every morn’, alas! the part, new-born and dear resolves to restore the self-respect at last. © 2011 KruppzAuthor's Note
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