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blame it on the wallpapersweetie, mornings have never felt more like headaches / pulsating under your olive skin; / with your open mouth
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Nov 25, 2010
breakdown, we crumbledespite self-spite / dub myself a realist? / how dare i
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Nov 25, 2010
charactersfeeling: / as an accent / hovering above
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Nov 25, 2010
chique conversationwhen you talk, you / hook little clusters of words / to my collar and call it the most
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Feb 6, 2011
don't taint new toysi'm a fool, / your shiny foil. / enhancing elegance
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Jan 3, 2011
drown in fleshi'm rediscovering body heat / in such a foreign way. / you shed that electric blanket.
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Dec 26, 2010
fated beingslets write poems under the sky / about intimacy and anatomy / adorned in sheets and flesh
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Dec 11, 2010
l'horlogethrough these / well paced hands, / one could say i’ve been asleep.
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Nov 25, 2010
not how it should soundon an account of being mardy, / these sincere words will not / be exposed. nor, fall from my mouth
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Nov 25, 2010
perfect lightmajority got me / when the light went out / pendulous
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Nov 25, 2010
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