soulremedies
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untitledA Poem by soulremediesI don't know; I suppose I'm still working on this one. It's not a poem, or prose really, but I didn't know what to call it. Perhaps an overly long quo.. |
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doormatsA Poem by soulremediesHe touches roughly, selfishly, forcibly, and i do not intervene. compares me to a dirt ro.. |
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in small doses.A Poem by soulremediesThis one is rather close and dear to my heart. Short, but it lingers on. |
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september.A Poem by soulremediesI was wearing violet mascara on the day you left.a violet river flooded my face,and discovered home within my left clavicle.The mascara stained everyt.. |
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can't get close.A Poem by soulremediesHe was asthmatic and selfish.He developed a habitof taking my breath awayin order to sleep morecomfortably.I nearly suffocated every nightto watch him.. |
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