modelb0nesWhisper

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Abstract*winter is cold* / the frost of your oxygen / leaving your mouth as you leave
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Apr 24, 2013
afterI want to relive / the grass stains on my jeans / the leftover shivers from the wind
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Jun 10, 2013
againI want to be the words that flow from your mouth / and the unused syllables that run under the skin of those / who say much about me
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Oct 18, 2013
a little lost: the docking subwaythe train's presence blows her hair / as the sleeping dust on the tracks / run to meet her face.
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Dec 1, 2013
andfor the first time *love*, / fell for us.
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Sep 26, 2013
a series of short.I learnt to live off of art and music; / food and water aren't mandatory. / (I'm trying to let my fingers talk).
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Dec 18, 2013
atmosp(her)e.Even the **oxygen** / thrived off of breathing / her
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Aug 29, 2013
Attraction.I was a traveler. / She was a poet. / l visited almost half of the world.
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Jul 9, 2013
autumn, rain, and youit rained in October / and I loved it. / as I looked out onto the field
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Oct 13, 2013
because everyone has veinsyour eyelashes showed interest, / your lips showed courage, with a little bit of lust outlining the curve. they've always been distrustful. but nothing was more dishonest than the snow that frosted and layed on the trees, each branch looking like a frozen chocolate Popsicle. / (the branches were dismembered fingers that always reached for something. love, hope, I don't know.
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Dec 27, 2013
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