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We step with twist tied fingers,Off key, bumping bodies and running overThe other’s words.Sweetness balances between my lips.I’m sucking e..
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I could kneel, and you could stand, and we could heal together.We could share the pain and sever the remaining tethersfrom all the guilt and shame and..
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Styrofoam HeartSlice it open from collar to hip,Tear away limb and lip,Never a smile and never a tear,Never see hunger, or want, or fear.The outside i..
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Dear Dreaming,I wish I found You more than You found me.I wish I could hide from Your probing hands,And claim myself uncharted lands.But I always meet..
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Free writing exercise at 3 in the morning.
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Very old. And inappropriate.
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Oh, how I love babies,So sweet and so mild!But my vanity is far too greatTo carry an unborn child.So I’ll carry my dear baby around in my purse,..
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We wake up sweating,
with twisted, tangled thoughts.
Trying to hold on just one moment longer
Before crash landing and seeing it all with unrivaled..
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"Fetish"After a couple times, the insurance company starts to get suspicious. After a few times, your family jokes, "I guess no should drive with Mich..
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For the record, I just want to say that I didn't have a personal vendetta with the man.
I loved him as much as you did. Of course I have his blockbu..
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