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Feb 2010
i fell asleep
to the swelling beat
of ****** jealousy
& woke up
to a full cup
of cold love
that we hadn't
spoke of
since we broke up
& now sounds like
a low thud.
rather than
the thunderous
industrious thumping
that your valves
screamed out
when they ******
pumped for something.
jerard gartlin
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jerard gartlin  69/M/Portland, OR
(69/M/Portland, OR)   
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