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Dec 2013
there she goes
comparing me
to other men
or other boys
i do not want
i only need
to be alone
with me or
you or both
my new
rose

respect the thorn
worshiped the bud
be uncomposed
triplely undertow
dribbling on me
see us bleed
red and in
the water
steam
end
its
me

the wake we are in
of some thing we
dispose but family
is family certainty
sighs, simply
set up alone
living your
lives upon
still living
your lies
still life
portrait
is you
babe

wake up -to me
dreaming
wake up
this is
me
Frances Apparitions Blackheart
Written by
Frances Apparitions Blackheart  Horse ✞ Canyon ✞ U✞ah
(Horse ✞ Canyon ✞ U✞ah)   
712
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