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Mar 2014
if i can't channel beauty
i want to nurture it
fulfill my sycophantic lusts
every time i can be sure
you know exactly what
the **** i'm talking about
and even when you don't
and it doesn't make you
love me any less
two broke idiots
in a hideous city
and this body has
never felt more
mine as it does now
sarah k
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