kevin-thealWhisper

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Obligatory Peter panismsMy brain doesn’t fire / Synapses the way I want it to / Anymore.
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Oct 3, 2011
some milk on the porchI want you to eat me alive, / So sharpen your teeth / Till they gleam like knives.
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Oct 3, 2011
Love Looks Better Through Black EyesI want you to be like cracks in the wall / Splitting, terrifying, acknowledgments of age. / But full of character.
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Apr 5, 2011
#($@!I felt heavy, in a way / i'd never felt before. Then suddenly knew / everything was going to be terribly
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Apr 5, 2011
The Greatest of the Skidsburry DebaclesHigh and dry it’s all deserts and tumbleweeds with you. / But I’m a cat that likes to travel and move. / So I go the opposite way. Because stagnant dreams at high altitudes don’t suit me.
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Apr 5, 2011
Animal Dance PartiesThe sound of the radio / Tears through my room / And the drip of the faucet
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Apr 5, 2011
The Big HighThe come down comes in slow like the last dance. / So we grasp our hands and pray like were being let down into unknown liquids. / But mines perfect weather, in an overcast globe.
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Apr 5, 2011
Abstractions and FractionsWe are hands, / and eyes, / and feet, and ears,
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Apr 5, 2011
The Last Great American’s Defined the Phrase ****** UP”Fred’s a peddler of dreams / Between caked on make- up grins / And a dime sack of ****
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Apr 5, 2011
Halloween @ 18When I arrived at Brian’s house, the whole room smoked out. / I prayed to God I was walking into a witch burning. / But he was lying on the couch melting
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Mar 9, 2011
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