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May 2013
Novocain hurts me,
snowflakes burn me.
Give me *******,
but give it softy.

Run to me slowly,
warm up coldly.
Leave me be,
so I'm not lonely.

Can i borrow your time of day?
I've wasted mine away.
Can i use your hands to hold me?
Can i borrow your soul to pray?

Can i swim inside your ocean,
or do we have low tides today?
Can't listen to your mouth right now,
your eyes have more to say.
Gregory Mark
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Gregory Mark
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