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| erin |
I am not one of those who wanes with the moon but you are gone my time yet to come to find the whole people here a full moon bathing the night in deep silver the sky around your paper moon is void i sleep colors dance on my bed cracking open the silent black |
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| grendel |
what i will feed to the shark (he hates pieces) |
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| typhoid | half better than half people | 000629 |
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| erin |
when i read my ex-man (re: morning) this poem, he asked if he was a whole person to me. he's not. i lied and said he was, and felt sick about it for awhile. i was talking to dan (re: eurotrash) about it and we came up with the perfect answer to hard questions like that: 'why else would i be with you?' the only problem with that question is that it begs to be answered. |
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| pSyche |
hole_people mole_people try_and_find_your_soul people You keep filling it up, but the weight of it only rips you further apart |
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