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A Life on S. BroadwayI took a train that led me to South Broadway / There I watched as rain drops played & the ground received a cleaning that day. / My face was washed & my skin turned gray,
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Nov 8, 2011
Cursed be Your Bright LightMy mouth has shifted into glue, / & my rotted fingers have adapted a promising blue. / Nows the time
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Nov 5, 2011
dead babyTo think of peace that came to the meek / the man glanced at his clock watching for a tick tock / yet the clock lay broken
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Nov 5, 2011
DollThere was once a woman whose name was Doll / Who lived hidden in mountains because her stature was extremely small. / No one had heard her tiny voice
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Nov 5, 2011
the edge of my mindChasing memories that i had before dreamt away, / i live running after a break from a cruel cruel day. / The sun that shone, the sky that sighed,
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Nov 4, 2011
"wine" of a divineWild children live on a simple building / As coffee brews & a soul turn to you. / Yet life is empty & all falls upon thee,
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Dec 4, 2011
Wipe OutListless & breathing. / She swept me away with my lungs still pumping, / with a breath still seething!
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Nov 4, 2011
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