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SweaterIt is easy for meto read wordsthrough the smokeofa broken cigarette,it is easy for meto stay wasted and occupied.Having no regretor inclination..
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![Forgetting](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/5b4c08a788b70a3154a10e5530047fa4.jpg) |
ForgettingThinking of youin a way abstract,trying to find significancein words,turning the page smokingburning the fingertips.And I know you are liste..
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![Repeat Offender](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
Repeat OffenderWaking up in waterturning turningyou have beenholding me downin the riverfor so long.Waiting waitingnever the chanceto catch my breath,..
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![Full Moon](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/1a5b21a49c7e08403012f4152250db82.jpg) |
Full MoonI sit underthe Full Moonlike a passengersilently dreamingalready in the afterlife.And I'm goingto leave it all behindin my head,better thanta..
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![Waxing Gibbous](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/e4e6192582618bbd564aa26daab98a33.jpg) |
Waxing GibbousShe thought herself a Butterflyand bargained with the Sun,only stopping to taste flower-waterin rainbow colored gardens.And on occasion ..
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![First Quarter](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/aeee36947ed146f8d85213812b38a5e9.jpg) |
First QuarterIn my roomin my room,I have a screaming contestwith a dolls head,black eyesdart through melike I were,miles and miles away.And I shudder ..
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![Waxing Crescent](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/1d3a17653d3127912270d2ddb53398ab.jpg) |
WaxingCrescentShe lives in a boxI keepunder a blanketunder my bedunder my bodyin my roombehind my door.Having no spaceto walk in circles,she bathes in..
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![New Moon](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/3587d8077f93315a9eeaa7d92ca72c4d.jpg) |
New MoonI don't find itmuch a tragedy anymorethat I cant count backwardsfrom ten;it's part of the sicknessI call my life.Trembling once in her arms,I ..
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![Schools For The Blind](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/7cc7aa4211f1703b4645402f7522b06a.jpg) |
Schools For The BlindIt's not as ifthe heart were winter,torn in the iceunder brandy colored skies.It is ripe fruitand go ahead and take it;there are ..
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![Sweet Jane](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/46359c5fc880dedf1463d65a4ed198f4.jpg) |
Sweet JaneShe's in lovewith the moonin black cherry skies,it reminds her of the killingdark watersof her mind.Swept away and underfeeling the pressure..
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