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Gracefully the cat
Circled around its'
Owners' legs
Purring louder
To be held
And stroked
Gently down her spine
Having been satisfied
A sip of milk
Upon sandpaper lips
Would do
A spot in the
Warm sun
Would do nicely
And a dream
Of catching a mouse
Even better
Pop, if you said yes...
I would do anything
A child remains a child
Forever

Fevered and hot like
A bad telegraph
That never ceases
You and me, no ease


But if you said yes,
I would meet you in dark subway
Places and run to you, I am the diligent
Strung tightly in a web of all our places

We might get there yet.
Just some ideas.
Look through me
Far into the future
What do you think you see
What does the vision nurture
Is it to be expected
That all will be as should
Or have you just projected
The pattern that history provides as food
Even my smile is not

original;

it's fake !
"Why do you not write about your joys,
And only about your sorrows?"


"When there are no words,
There is silence in my head,

There is peace."
we both wanted to escape.

to do this,
I used self-harm.

to do this,
you used me.
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