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this_boy
trust tree this boy...
he's one of the sweetest boys ive ever stumbled upon. to be honest, i hardly know him.
he caught my eye like a shiny quarter at the bottom of a wishing well. charming, witty, surprisingly easy to talk to.
i met him...once...in a very physical first encounter.
he told me that i was what he expected and more. he told me i was amazing. he told me everything a girl loves to hear, and he genuinely cared.
now, the clock has done a full loop, and im left with a transparent memory. a ghost of a lost moment.
and im left to myself, and my mind, pondering,
who is this boy?
what is a relationship?
did i strike gold?
or did i strike an impossible future?
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Gross cant sleep too gross
im "not the shit"
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sab is under_my_skin

beneath_the_skin,
[skin and bones]
beneath_the_skin
i am alone

except for the phoenix
part me, part herself
part dragon too
and except for the planets
that are bubbles and stepping stones
and a sphere quietly evolving at the back
and then theres 'fim, shes along for the ride too
and all the little wounds and scars
that some days i pretend to myself i dont carry

beneath the skin
theyre all colliding

never mind
my bathroom tells me
theres always room for more

singing_to_the_bones
for self_reference_makes_the_world_go_round

i_want_to_go_home
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