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It hurts The soft hands Fingered. Snorted. Kissed. The mouldy bread on the floor of her car “Just breathe” And let me know when you are back. I’m back! Oh, hey! I wanted to go outside but Frustration, You should’ve come. One shoe One sock Put it in the other room so I can’t see “I think it should be there” I don’t. I know and I don’t. Just a dress rehearsal With his voice - not the body. Just another rehearsal with him The Math of Time. It’s a blue-ish, purple-ish thing. **** I hate today I know. And I don’t.
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Mar 27, 2017
Mar 27, 2017 at 5:32 AM UTC
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It hurts The soft hands Fingered. Snorted. Kissed. The mouldy bread on the floor of her car “Just breathe” And let me know when you are back. I’m back! Oh, hey! I wanted to go outside but Frustration, You should’ve come. One shoe One sock Put it in the other room so I can’t see “I think it should be there” I don’t. I know and I don’t. Just a dress rehearsal With his voice - not the body. Just another rehearsal with him The Math of Time. It’s a blue-ish, purple-ish thing. **** I hate today I know. And I don’t.
"Sorry, I changed my mind"
lilli-blakk
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Mar 27, 2017
Mar 27, 2017 at 5:32 AM UTC
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