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spacedrunk
Poems
Mar 2016
471 10
she sat there just full of my nothing
left me alone too long and now my veins intertwine with the fake wood grain
this is something i no longer miss for the sake of leaving things to dry
going out to find blind spots
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spacedrunk
18/th ringz of saturn
(18/th ringz of saturn)
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