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Daffodils think they're sunflowers, my grandmother thinks her couch is on fire, I think you're still the same: eyes faulty traffic lights, chest an airbag in constant accident, voice infrequent radio static.
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Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 2:33 PM UTC
Love Poem #4
Daffodils think they're sunflowers, my grandmother thinks her couch is on fire, I think you're still the same: eyes faulty traffic lights, chest an airbag in constant accident, voice infrequent radio static.
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Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 2:33 PM UTC
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