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Feb 2014
burrow a black hole in the middle of a page
carefully place a stick of dynamite in it
crumple that like the trash this world treats people like
then swallow it down with vanity as a chaser
and watch as your fingertips dance with waves of stars
coursing flames of enlightenment to the roots of your toes
you will not be here anymore
but I cannot guarentee you will be anywhere
old in response to Dre G
Taru M
Written by
Taru M  32/M/HEREland
(32/M/HEREland)   
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