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Feb 2013
I give away poems like
I give away my virtues
Little children's laughter
makes my heart grow sick-
I'm reminded of my rusted innocence
When God shielded me
from the evils
of self-inflicted corruption
From dark, shady street corners,
and boys with blue eyes.
From false declarations
and
Empty, numb thighs.
Cadence Musick
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Cadence Musick
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