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Mar 2013
I can feel my body
Pulsing
Through the aisles of your mind.
I'm spinning
Stopping
Falling
Through your fingertips.
I'm water,
Flowing in and out
Of the made up souls.
Self conscious migraine
Seeping through my
Eyelids.
Flit your
Lips
And seal your
Kiss
On my unmade,
Untamed,
Undone,
Undulating
Pathways.
Haley Rome
Written by
Haley Rome  San Francisco
(San Francisco)   
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