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Love sonnetIt is in my conscious stream to speak of restricted words / the kind, that hang off your two separate lips quietly / that usually hold hands in that scrutinizing silence
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Aug 17, 2011
TonightTonight I write with the pale hands / of the loneliest creatures / Tonight I am explosive with the tales of my defeat
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Aug 16, 2011
Blowincredibly potent female / who’s face is the shape of my empty heart / your empty eyes, sit beside my collar bone
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Aug 16, 2011
Art Walkall black is the calmest gesture / alluring - inviting, kindly asking to stay away / the streets were filled with chest's that explode with art
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Aug 15, 2011
sunset in your handsI am the night / casting darkness upon the sky / to cry your tears for you and
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Aug 13, 2011
Upon Mourning of the Femalethere is / there is / no literature in this
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Aug 10, 2011
A song of lovedays like these I wish to fashion the sun into a dress and wear it / tuck my eyes under the water and breathe, / I can pretend to do these things
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Aug 8, 2011
a description given to the snakesThey will speak of me in a downward tone / with a voice of mourning upon the funeral of dead soldiers / they will sing of me in avant garde with octaves hitting the lowest
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Aug 8, 2011
lovertonight I will bleed out the defintion between us / tonight I will leak like the ocean in between every grain of sand / tonight I will break my body in all the pieces
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Aug 7, 2011
FringedJe t’aime, mais j’ai en moi la mort / and then I smiled when the words committed / suicide off your pale tongue
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Aug 7, 2011
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