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your deepest scars lie in your brain where i cannot kiss them until you let me make-better kit, you've trusted hands to pet you and trotted into snares more than once and now there's a vast expanse of "come on out now, you're safe from harm" far as the eye can see wide open green and golden this-is-really-good but you're haunted by steel and teeth throwing you to the ground a pain memory that makes you bite until the ecosystem i built cannot remember how to make flowers. let the earth i've grown need you without fear of what anchors you let the sky i've thrown adore you without suspicion of why it's bothered to watch little fox, let me cultivate this garden around us because it's a good one more beautiful with you the deepest scars lie in your brain where i cannot kiss them. Let me make-better because i'm made better by you let me keep you, little fox and i'll grow you flowers the most beautiful you've ever seen unto this little earth gilded with trees like the owl and the pussycat my fox and me.
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Jan 22, 2012
Jan 22, 2012 at 8:43 AM UTC
little fox
your deepest scars lie in your brain where i cannot kiss them until you let me make-better kit, you've trusted hands to pet you and trotted into snares more than once and now there's a vast expanse of "come on out now, you're safe from harm" far as the eye can see wide open green and golden this-is-really-good but you're haunted by steel and teeth throwing you to the ground a pain memory that makes you bite until the ecosystem i built cannot remember how to make flowers. let the earth i've grown need you without fear of what anchors you let the sky i've thrown adore you without suspicion of why it's bothered to watch little fox, let me cultivate this garden around us because it's a good one more beautiful with you the deepest scars lie in your brain where i cannot kiss them. Let me make-better because i'm made better by you let me keep you, little fox and i'll grow you flowers the most beautiful you've ever seen unto this little earth gilded with trees like the owl and the pussycat my fox and me.
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mure
Jan 22, 2012
Jan 22, 2012 at 8:43 AM UTC
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