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Anon Now Nov 2010
Any
Bone
Could
Deteriorate.
Every
Fragment
Gone.
Happily
I’d
Just­
Kiss
Labefaction.
More
New
Open
Pelt
Quivers.
Remainders
Stitchi­ng
Together
Until
Viewed
With
Xanax:
Your
Zealousness.
Desire or duty,
Love or lust,
Head or heart,
Want or necessity.
Over and over
i'm filled with emotion.
Unconditional coalition.
Brittle decision.
Feeling fusioned in a long-lived germination.
Certainty prevails, no hesistation.
On you, before men, i will make my jactation.
Your love shields me from labefaction.
Asunder, a mere machination.
Generations to come
tell our story

— The End —