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Apr 2011
There r so many things I don't know
dreams I don't own

                       Swimming
                       in the blue
                      of night

        falling through
                   the holes      in my
                                          head

tripping on the noose
                       of my-mah-memory

sleeping with the spiders
            that sing cobwebs
          in the cracks
                    of the heart

swallowing the dark
                    in spoonfulls of
                             love

                    I find u ...
                     h-h-h-hideing there
everything in this ****** up world
               is suddenly       ok
kate crash
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