Draw a river down my spine,
With your lips so rough;
Cut my heart into two,
If that's what you call love.
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Four Lines
PoesiaA collection of four line poetries and musings. "For me, poetry is an evasion of the real job of writing prose" - Sylvia Plath
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Draw a river down my spine,
With your lips so rough;
Cut my heart into two,
If that's what you call love.
