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Mar 2014
You tripped over my exhale
I plummeted into your anxiety
my tongue was twisted in your head
as I breathe in your vibe of misfit disparity
surrender deafen'd my equilibrium
in your attempt to polish our symmetry
checks & balances fell like insufficient collateral
wound up in a flaming well of a dried wicked asylum
inky promises that were deferred as charged
negotiations postponed without further adieu
locked and vault'd as another lunaticism lesson learned
Frieda P
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Frieda P
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     ---, mybarefootdrive, Ivy Rose and Miriam
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