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the future lies behind black eyes

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dark gypsy speak,
tell my fortune
good or bad.
will my darling
live and love?
those black eyes
hold my life,
curled, gray lips
spell the doom
that lies ahead.
please gypsy, please
this weak heart
cannot be postponed.

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Written by burrben

June 10, 2011 at 1:31 pm

Posted in poetry

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