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We talk politics in the shower. You shampoo your beard, I condition my armpit hair. Good morning coffee breath. I love you like a palindrome. Tragic comedy, our physical love stretched thin over distance. Endings always differ. Moon circles scream it’s raining on me. Serotonin’s been locked up for years, I put her somewhere safe. Check you’re alive with a finger ***** comedy of errors sings an ode in my left ear. Here beard bristles brush hair light back catch sensitivity sits less lower lip fold selves in scene end stage right pick up towel EXIT.
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Mar 14, 2019
Mar 14, 2019 at 1:09 PM UTC
Poem about Love (thin)
We talk politics in the shower. You shampoo your beard, I condition my armpit hair. Good morning coffee breath. I love you like a palindrome. Tragic comedy, our physical love stretched thin over distance. Endings always differ. Moon circles scream it’s raining on me. Serotonin’s been locked up for years, I put her somewhere safe. Check you’re alive with a finger ***** comedy of errors sings an ode in my left ear. Here beard bristles brush hair light back catch sensitivity sits less lower lip fold selves in scene end stage right pick up towel EXIT.
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Mar 14, 2019
Mar 14, 2019 at 1:09 PM UTC
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