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writerReader Mar 2015
there's poison ivy
growing along
my spine
it caresses every
vertebrae
it's a climbing plant
you
know
writerReader Mar 2015
our love is
slowly catching
fire
writerReader Mar 2015
I'm falling
won't
you
catch
me
please
writerReader Mar 2015
her flame was
burning
out and
dying
but it
was
love.

Right?
writerReader Feb 2015
why was it
that he snarled
and
raged
and wept
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