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May 2014
if I die tonight
I die with green eyes
cut into little slits
by pixelated bits
bloodshot around the edges
and wanting for just a bit of sleep
it's only a tragedy if I end up boring or predictable.
1/9/14
Leah
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Leah  I'm around.
(I'm around.)   
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