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Jan 2012
Curious about
           the way
                   you built this
                                               solid ground
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so strong, so strong, so strong, so strong, so strong, so strong, so strong, so strong, so strong, so fast
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Won't deny that
               It is so much easier to walk, think, smile, laugh
                                                 live
                             There is no crumbling world around my ears
                                                            ­      there is no pouring salt water
                                                           ­                                flowing freely from fallen faces
                                                           ­                                                             HOWE­VER
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quest­ions questions questions uncertain uncertain uncertain doubtful doubtful doubtful real real real  
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I­ can see that rose is red
              I can see it grows
                               I can see it bend
                                              I can see it snap
                                                            ­     It looks like a **** to me
                                                              ­                A **** that makes your fingers drip
                                                            ­                                  Rose seeds
                                                           ­                                   so red
                               it all depends on how tight you hold the stem

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I boarded a train, it zig zagged--quick, unstoppable uncontrolled. It was nice. It was, steel
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peered through the window
of this train
(slightly fogged, slightly blurred)        
But I managed to make out the image of
this girl
(this woman?)
whose back rested against the cushion, eyes wide, face open, shoes tied
she mirrored
impressionism
I noticed
the small details
her coat was covered
her hands were covered
                                                        ~­ with red rose seeds~
Megan Hundley
Written by
Megan Hundley  25/F/United States
(25/F/United States)   
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