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Cait Auer Nov 2012
That's all so dandy,
Kiss me, Mr. Prince Charming,
Vanish tomorrow.
Cait Auer Nov 2012
I paint you,
Your shades of blushing pinks and intimidating greys,
Your stained smirk of rouge and strange green eyes.
I catch your fleeting words and I drop them in purple,
Save them for later when you leave the room and find another artist.
Cait Auer Mar 2013
I met him in a haze of bad music, cheap drinks,
Christmas lights- drunk Christians-
Empty dance floors, two nose rings,
One slurred introduction,
And one immeasurable feeling of
italic '****, you could be the one.'

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