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Jan 2013
Inscribe a sense of clarity into my dreary eyes.
Lick the stress off with your thumb,
Kiss me a sincere surprise.
Flitter, fumble,
Pine, whine,
As skittles stumble
Down human vines.

I've never inhaled words so sharp,
That cut through my lungs,
Scratch on my heart,
Shards; splintered wood
Fall like leaves,
Glisten butter-yellow,
Winter creeps like thieves.
"Sunshine, daisies, butter-mellow, turn this stupid fat rat yellow!" is honestly all that comes to mind when I reread this... haha.
SamBee
Written by
SamBee  Amherst, MA
(Amherst, MA)   
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