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Aug 2014
eyes like acid drops
i want to float in an ethereal
light where
colors meld together like melting metal
and this cold blue inside me
could be white hot and burning
instead of empty and confusing
an ice age of yearning.
what is this thing where
we are supposed to become somebody,
18 and no heart to beat,
how do you know what bills to pay
and **** i'm going to college where i have to do coin laundry
but my fingers aren't even working.
Cadence Musick
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Cadence Musick
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   Charlotte, r and Ramona Argo
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