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8 in the morningI like the things you say in bed the best / words that caress against skin like your finger grazes / sweet nothings that escape from your reckless mouth
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Jan 5, 2013
A Trench for MeDeep beneath dirt is where I would like to be / perhaps then, under rock, no one would find me / and my body would be left to decay not from hurt but debri
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Jan 2, 2013
Bitter ruins.there was this time in the park / a frosted, gray-misted November / me, myself
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Aug 24, 2013
burn.If the sun were to somehow collide / magnificently / with the Earth,
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Aug 29, 2013
for you, lover.I've felt worse / than the misery you lay / with your hands.
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Aug 31, 2013
how many timesrupturing; that's what I feel / slashing, tearing, scratching / as if my bones have not been cracked enough times
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Jan 8, 2013
Just a thoughtMaybe if I bite my lips bloody / and claw at my skin / then walk on the street naked,
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Jan 2, 2013
Kill the me-and-youThere are times when I love you / and times when I wish / that the hands of fate
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Aug 24, 2013
like Esther.The fig tree shrivels and bends under my weight. / My fingers move nimbly, but not enough -- / for the branches I cling to are no more than ash,
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Sep 4, 2013
My Lover's DeadMy lover's dead / and I like him better that way. / When he was by my side,
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Oct 22, 2013
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