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Sep 2014
blue haze, i
wanted your
hubbabubba
chewed up
dreams, but
now i feel
like i am
drowning
in a garbled
mess of blue
blue blue
blue bluer
than your eyes
(no not
drowning-
you would
find that too
dramatic) i
am choking
on bits of you
that keep
surfacing on
my tongue.
why didn't you just blow the bubble
why didn't you just blow the bubble
why didn't you just blow the bubble
why didn't you just blow the bubble
why didn't you just







i wonder if you still read these
Megan Grace
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Megan Grace
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