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Jan 2013
It is all I can think about
The stars, the years
Passed through
Sudden shivers of
The spine, the heart
Come over here
But don't knock too late
Another love will arise
Just like the morning
The next day; I follow too close
Into your old forest
The closest dose of ember dreams
On the memory of a candlestick
Years and years of minds melting
Together into stories that have
Stained the bloodstain back to
White, black, green fools - a hammer
Beat me loose
Unfold the peel, the grass outside
Inside my lungs
In two pieces
Into peace
We'll fall hand in foot
Tongue and mouth

**** the dye out of my shirt
The blood from the dirt

No closet freaks
No connecting beats

She connected me to her ear
I've never heard such fear
Andrew McElroy
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Andrew McElroy  30/M/Florida
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