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apartment 213, milwaukeeThere are tongues / hidden away / inside cabinets,
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Apr 12, 2012
at the bottom of the grand canyon, you touched my hand.I toss my solitude down, / let it mingle with my insomniac / let it mingle with my rubble,
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Apr 25, 2012
BalanceHer skin is held together / by a thread, rips and tears / make it hard for her to breathe
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Feb 29, 2012
blessingsin some way / maybe the milky way / swirls rose pink,
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Oct 8, 2012
CocoonYour car / is my own personal / spaceship, hurtling
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Mar 9, 2012
copperheartache is / a penny, leaving / greenish glows
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May 28, 2012
CrashI kiss like / a thunderstorm, / crashing into your lips
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Mar 27, 2012
DoctorIf there's nothing they can do, / nothing I can be taught / in order to push the cold away,
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Apr 3, 2013
EchoesThe universe, / it does not end / so much as it curves
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Mar 14, 2012
Exhale.finally, something / has gotten through. / I'm craving fields
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Jul 24, 2012
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