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I was born of litter on the seashore
Sparkling new but trimmed with jagged borders
Biting fools who crept too near me
Ignoring unrelenting tide..
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I rise and there’s still dark behind my eyes“I’ll wash it out,” I thinkAwake but vacant, I recall the stepsI know I’m su..
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For shes icarus on a cloudy dayMelting flight feathers by a candles heatAs her Daedalus stands by screeching, "Higher!'Then down, violet sea rising to..
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Admitting feelings for someone is never easy.
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A brain made from the resources availableMud, rot, s**t blended togetherMolded with careful, angry handsSo well it almost workedThen surgery with a te..
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Small bitter apple,Off her tree too soonSour mealy flavor,Sweetless from her wombTough virgin skin,But easy to bite throughThe fundamental questionIs ..
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The urge is here, and don't know what to do with itPipes roaring with water, rusted faucetBedridden, starving, with red meat rotting out of reachMiles..
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