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i want to bury your roses before they become too real - before they realize that they have been murdered and begin to decay untethered and stinking of age and loss and grayness i want to press your muzzy sleep-warm kisses in a cheesy paperback - bodice ripper so they cannot evaporate into the commute of my soul to yours and only lie innocent and wondering at the juncture of where we will meet
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Feb 9, 2010
Feb 9, 2010 at 9:49 AM UTC
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i want to bury your roses before they become too real - before they realize that they have been murdered and begin to decay untethered and stinking of age and loss and grayness i want to press your muzzy sleep-warm kisses in a cheesy paperback - bodice ripper so they cannot evaporate into the commute of my soul to yours and only lie innocent and wondering at the juncture of where we will meet
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Feb 9, 2010
Feb 9, 2010 at 9:49 AM UTC
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