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Apr 2014
i tied a cherry stem with my tongue
i fixed your tie with my eyes closed
but i couldn't quite tie you down
and that didn't **** me
or make me stronger,
but i would rather either of those happen
than spending the next year and a half
hiding in a grave i have come to know
as my own bedroom.
i don't miss you, i just hate how long it took to shake you.
circus clown
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circus clown  TX
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