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and your skin starts to shudder,
but mine feels just fine.
we must bridge the balance,
before we go out of our minds.

and I've seen you and others,
but you're simply one of a kind.
let's get lost in each other,
and see what we find.

I've never need no other,
they must be out of their minds,
and my skins start to shudder,
no baby, you'll do just fine.

and on the scene other lovers,
gliding out of their minds.
i've been meaning to utter,
that you're one of a kind.

you said you needed another,
I thought, 'your must be out of your mind'
and then you left for the other,
and I went
out of my,
mind.
song
950

The Sunset stopped on Cottages
Where Sunset hence must be
For treason not of His, but Life’s,
Gone Westerly, Today—

The Sunset stopped on Cottages
Where Morning just begun—
What difference, after all, Thou mak’st
Thou supercilious Sun?
The click,
the one click,
can show the difference,
between the yes',
and the no's,
the click is the thing,
that some let control them,
the click of a 'like'
the click of 'friend,
the thing that is,
more powerful than any drug,
stronger than coke,
stronger than ***,
that feeling of ecstasy,
when someone follows you.
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 Dec 2015 Kaitlin Collide
AJ
Loud repetitive noises drive me crazy.
Also the feeling of dry sand between my toes.
That and the last sip of any bottle of alcohol
Are what remind me of you.
It's not my mind that catches on first.
It's my skin and my ears and the very back of my tongue.

You're somehow still hiding there.
 Dec 2015 Kaitlin Collide
AJ
I remember you once told me,
Right after I had dyed my hair blonde,
That you liked me better as a brunette.
I don't know why I'm thinking about that now.

I can get drinks for free,
I can tie a cherry stem with my tongue,
I can ****** without touching any part of my body,
I can destroy lives and break hearts.


But one time you told me that you like me better as a brunette.
I feel like we'd have really great passionate ***.

And our angry *** would be even better.
 Dec 2015 Kaitlin Collide
AJ
I feel like I'm living in a house
That has already been packed up.
Displaced things.
Confusing mazes.
Unlabeled boxes,
But never unable to find the *****.

I'm too powerful to be open.
It's not secrets,
It's survival.
bright little pearls
sparkling white in an arc
i love your smile
Senryu
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