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maybe goodbye

bad work ethics makeup for all my perfections

clean ordered pair broken into a lot of mispoken words long ago

an admission of missing this bond is telling the past its gone while holding on

with undead hands bursting open with new fingers

fingers ripe , and pulsing

alive

open and scarred

waving at nostalgia

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Jun 19, 2010
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