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Jake
Poems
Nov 2014
"Clarity."
And while misery is on the tip of your tongue,
Remember that's where my name always used to be.
Remember; when you reach for the stars,
They only ever burn holes in your hands.
And now a choked throat refuses to tell me everything it wants to spew.
But my hands are on your hips though, not your neck.
Written by
Jake
Colorado
(Colorado)
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