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InklingSnow falling. / Ash rising. / Pump blood.
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DandelionsIt's no longer snowing, but dandelions float dead through the air, / landing on the wet soil soul I keep / while my skin is crunching deep.
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KineticLying with you in black and white, / I wonder the significance of a mouth, / hands, fingertips.
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Dead TreeHere is some water for the dead tree, / Beauty I found in its imperfections. / A dark-haired girl appears and looks at me,
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BondingYour words are warm / but there's a sense / of coldness, clearness
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DizzyNOBODYNOBODYNOBODYNOBODYNOBODY / NOBODYNOBODYNOBODYNOBODYNOBODYNOBODY / GLASS SPIDER PINK SPIDER GLASS PINK GLASS
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PossessedI am the doll with the growing hair / Whose face returns your bloodshot stare- / Your red eyes accented blue
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Compostbehind the frosted glass I'm waiting watching shadows move / incapable of reaching them until I can break through / I'll hurt myself in doing it and surely I'll hurt you
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Floodedcan't reacquaint myself with myself / without getting a little dizzy / short of breath just thinking about it
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Sinkwe sink when we lie / we flatten into / the bed, ourselves
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