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The faintly reminder I spew in disgust, that we All humans, do smell, have non- Descriptive individual Odors, shapes and sizes. The repetition on formless copies Upsets me, songs in pop verse Sing about the neighborhood's Children, and their inability to out run A gun. Smells of my own liquored breath Remind me still how un-wanting *** can be. In the sour drips of yellow And daffodils, Not unlike a lemon, Tart-ish in texture, The people only Say hello, out of disarming Fear.
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Apr 5, 2013
Apr 5, 2013 at 7:43 PM UTC
Stringent Sours
The faintly reminder I spew in disgust, that we All humans, do smell, have non- Descriptive individual Odors, shapes and sizes. The repetition on formless copies Upsets me, songs in pop verse Sing about the neighborhood's Children, and their inability to out run A gun. Smells of my own liquored breath Remind me still how un-wanting *** can be. In the sour drips of yellow And daffodils, Not unlike a lemon, Tart-ish in texture, The people only Say hello, out of disarming Fear.
May, 2011
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Taiwanese
Apr 5, 2013
Apr 5, 2013 at 7:43 PM UTC
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