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David May 2013
I love you,
I don't want to
396 · May 2013
Faith
David May 2013
I look at these mountains
And I say to them
"Move."
395 · May 2013
Perceptions 3
David May 2013
I am the incarnation of suburban desperation,
The world washes over my body
380 · May 2013
3 A.M.
David May 2013
A ghost for every house,
Therefore,
My hands may touch no one
364 · May 2013
Perceptions: 2
David May 2013
The sun glows through dust,
Behold,
I am the collector,
They may land on me
David May 2013
Here I am again,
A seal perched upon pillows,
On a polyester cotton blended sea
David May 2013
You said maybe one day you'll get to tell your story
But you're a thief
You seared all the ears that would hear it
Now I'll calmly block your number

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