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AneurysmKnowing you, I am like a girl / who willfully touches hemlock to her tongue. / For among the boney noose of pearls
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Nov 21, 2012
I Am That BirdLet us pretend, beloved, that / this is the skin you wore yesterday. / Allow me to lick the salt from your
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Jan 28, 2013
I Get Thunder Every NightI trace my fingers along your smooth, / Porcelain hold / And I decide yes.
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Feb 21, 2012
I Once Was A White Rose: Pure, Perfect, PlainI once was a white rose: pure, perfect, plain. / Then the world did pluck my petals away. / I became blackened by the world’s disdain
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Aug 29, 2011
Made to ClimbKnees quake, stagnant faces caressed / smearing red, smearing salt across painted dress. / Some eyes barren, some eyes gone,
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Aug 21, 2012
MassBlack robes, white collars, / eyes black as night and fiery voices / that of pretense speak.
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Mar 26, 2012
My DesireMy desire is a woman’s desire. / It is cold, very icy, quite unlike fire. / A desire that is calculating and cruel;
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Sep 2, 2011
Our StoryI sing of tales of timeless love / And stories of old; / Of icy maidens, broken roses,
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Aug 29, 2011
Some CrySome cry that ice will soon soothe the fire. / But from what I know of the things that threaten my desire, / I tend to favor that which saves when my need is dire;
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Aug 29, 2011
So Will You Forget Me Thus?For I have loved and I have been loved. / I have loved softly, I have loved cruelly. / But what comforts can these be of.
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Aug 29, 2011
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