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Jun 2014
drag me down
pull me under
I'll come up for air
eventually
(i might not
want to)

heavy eyelids
heavier thoughts
when
blue rivers run red
(I'll remember you
even in oblivion)

filled to brim
with vanilla bean bubbles
and potent  self loathe
( i hope youre not mad
about the water bill)
older piece
Clem N Tine
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Clem N Tine
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