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Untitled, aka what I did tonight in poetry form.
December’s night, punched with ice, the world is as empty -- just as dead as your soul. The moon laughs down, its dim light brighter than all the feelings. With cheery Christmas lights, peeping out beneath the sno… -
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In the silence of your living Room, push me back To the couch. With fingers caught inside My hair, kisses Cover our mouths.With speech broken By sharp…
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