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Never Matching Up.Age 5 / There we sat, you in criss cross applesauce, / I sat on my chicken legs.
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May 14, 2013
UntitledRain dancing towards a puddle on my tongue / reaching for something external, an embrace that chokes us. / This beautiful black bike thats engine screams like my fringed back,
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Mar 19, 2013
ClarityThe coins we carried to Kansas trailed out of my hand, / And the ink started dissolving into dirt. / The air we shared tickled into my lungs bit by bit,
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Mar 19, 2013
Giving UpI give up, completely and fully. / I expel, withdraw, and drop all thoughts of him. / Belittle him from my memory as has me from his heart.
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Jul 7, 2012
SecretsKicking at the opaque tongues / I'm settling for every lie and sound that follows the fabric. / The rhythm of what they want to hear is creeping in their ears
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May 7, 2012
BitterMy lips kiss the heat in the air, pretending you're holding my swollen hips. / I'm hypnotized by your every move and word. / Yet you come and go like our diseases we hold.
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Apr 2, 2012
Descending DecadesIt's a rather pathetic feeling to be judged, / you feel miserable, hopeless. / Magic spells relieve the judgment, and
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Feb 27, 2012
Words.Somedays, I hope my words mean nothing. / They are little glass figures of bunnies sniffing, and china plates my mother puts out when the better people come. / I hope me saying,
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Feb 20, 2012
Am I Interesting Yet?My day falls heavier than your night. / I'm sinking below your heated limbs, / You kiss my breast and suckle on my lips,
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Dec 25, 2011
Gravity.Take a strong gaze at my wispy arms, / For you will never notice such a small bond. / You stare upon my one bloomed smile as its auburn crunch awakes you.
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Dec 17, 2011
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