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FortWe sat crisscross applesausely beneath a secret cave sheet fort. / There was just room for the two of us, / To roll around and kiss
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Nov 18, 2012
13/30 HiakusCall me a knockout / and make my smile diminish / because you're my boss.
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Apr 16, 2012
11/30 Attila the BunThere is a dead rabbit in my garden / This isn’t a metaphor / There is a dead rabbit in my garden
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Apr 12, 2012
10/30 JennyI wrote down my sister’s name / I erased it / I couldn’t stand the curves of the letters
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Apr 12, 2012
9/30 EasterTonight, we took communion / We drank deeply from salvation, / Taking long gulps of escape
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Apr 12, 2012
7/30 WorthI am good for nothing / But art. / To witness
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Apr 12, 2012
6/30 AdviceThere is no embarassment when you have a baby. / This is the wisdom given to the teen dad on the bus / He practices his Arnold accent
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Apr 12, 2012
5/30 The Futurewe spent the day believing in the future / we didn't set our clocks strange / but just spent our future time void of frivality
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Apr 12, 2012
4/30 MurderThe man with a tear drop tattoo by his left eye / just winked at me with his right / I can't breathe
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Apr 5, 2012
3/30 SugarThere is a man spending money / on me. / I pay the favors no mind
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Apr 4, 2012
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