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the tips of my fingers have grown mouths yes and now all they do is complain about not being able to see you see i'd give them eyes but i swapped them all for the tiles better suited for the triple letter there's a rabbi rappelling down the face of a mountain that looks like him but still lets him down he'll ***** you i swear just hanging on the cliff by the noose of suspense you just have to give him a minute feeling's overrated so cue the parting lovers i gave my fingers eyes but took away their mouths i showed them you and now they seem like they wish they'd never seen at all a fair trade to have their lips again and say what they want to say
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Jan 21, 2022
Jan 21, 2022 at 11:32 AM UTC
living alone is just a daily reminder that i'm going to die
the tips of my fingers have grown mouths yes and now all they do is complain about not being able to see you see i'd give them eyes but i swapped them all for the tiles better suited for the triple letter there's a rabbi rappelling down the face of a mountain that looks like him but still lets him down he'll ***** you i swear just hanging on the cliff by the noose of suspense you just have to give him a minute feeling's overrated so cue the parting lovers i gave my fingers eyes but took away their mouths i showed them you and now they seem like they wish they'd never seen at all a fair trade to have their lips again and say what they want to say
re-sharing some of my older work poem taken from my book 'anywhere but here'
#abstract#fingers#lovers
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Jan 21, 2022
Jan 21, 2022 at 11:32 AM UTC
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