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pluie d'été
Poems
Apr 2014
Revolver
i hold
something heavy
and cool
against his head
his eyes covered
with satin
disillusionment
spinning
click
and stop
words
burning
my fingertips
unspoken
like bullets
whole
and warm
pressed with my fingerprints
in the chamber
shaking
wrists
trembling lips
i take it
away
because i can't say
it
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