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I'm uncomfortable   And always tense In observational Desire From my corner coffee shop Spot. Unnoticed, I see simple embrace One for which my body aches. My body breaks I realize I'm alone and In doing so actualize my own fate. People are aliens Foreign and speaking a language which seems eerily   familiar but forgotten years ago. It seems I am not getting better at conversing just daily Rehearsing The same rhetoric Stoic lows recycled and recited to a new day, a new ethereal face Inadequate Inadequacies Inadequately Inscribed, ,described and, imbibed. Please, oh Lord, Let me imbibe before subscribing to speak to you, me, every and anyone. Send Help! Send Anyone! A person to make my lips feel a little less caustic. Casual conversation by the wayside I want what I had Not what I can or could have. I don’t want love. I’d rather have a dog to put to sleep than no dog at all.
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Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 7:41 PM UTC
Inadequate Inadequacies Inadequately Inscribed, ,described and, imbibed.
I'm uncomfortable   And always tense In observational Desire From my corner coffee shop Spot. Unnoticed, I see simple embrace One for which my body aches. My body breaks I realize I'm alone and In doing so actualize my own fate. People are aliens Foreign and speaking a language which seems eerily   familiar but forgotten years ago. It seems I am not getting better at conversing just daily Rehearsing The same rhetoric Stoic lows recycled and recited to a new day, a new ethereal face Inadequate Inadequacies Inadequately Inscribed, ,described and, imbibed. Please, oh Lord, Let me imbibe before subscribing to speak to you, me, every and anyone. Send Help! Send Anyone! A person to make my lips feel a little less caustic. Casual conversation by the wayside I want what I had Not what I can or could have. I don’t want love. I’d rather have a dog to put to sleep than no dog at all.
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Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 7:41 PM UTC
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