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Henry Maxe Aug 2016
Head askew
Eyes lifeless almost dead
Hands shaking
Body twitching on and off
Mind blowing
Henry Maxe Jun 2016
Imagining finding the
Right person and thinking
I could have blinked
Not looked
And I would have missed you
Sayonara
But I saw that it was you
******* amazing
You
Henry Maxe Jun 2016
Riding the morning train
Mouth tastes like hairspray
A lingering stench of ****
The journey home
Takes forever
Henry Maxe Jul 2016
Your skin
Is electric
Henry Maxe Jun 2016
You don't talk that much
But your poems scream
Right in my face
What you think
Of you and me and him
That you just settled
for second or third price

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