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Sep 2015
i am fine
as heaven..
it's spelt upon my bones
with the safest flesh upon em
i feel it gazing into the mirror
then i whisper my kisses
as i adore and marvel..
....."this is perfected.."

the imperfectionist is you
look at what you've done

you broke me so well
i see the pieces in my eyes
weighing from my beaten heart
as i comfort my left cheek
with my right palm..
i want to write about you
..like my ego were yours
people never receive the real hearts
sainche micano
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sainche micano  alone
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