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The dimmed expanse of the buttons on my pants How they fret to stay interweined, another bottle of wine In my layer do I lay, as a liar, not a m..

My inferno dulled to a creeping purple

for my best friend, and for helen.

simply, because its true.

a serene poem about letting go of your troubles

a poem about... well you take a guess. (:

Thinking about how it would be if I were better.

a one liner. Think about it.

nothing.

another one for someone special.