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Sea Of TranquilityI look to The Moonto The Sea of Tranquility,it reminds me of her eyesand how I used to live there.I held her tightin the deep waters..
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Chaos TheoryFlaming out spectacularlygoing down in a fitof rage,I pull out flowersby their roots!It's not a complementyou see,it's a state of mindon f..
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Bleeding BeautifullyHearing her namefor the first time,taking in wineby the fistful,she waits to walk in the sun.Barely breathingin someone else's poe..
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NoitciddaSugar coated and strangelike peeling the skinfrom an open sore,I think of rain.The stink of onionsin every sentence uttered,very much an open..
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Wine With EggsBeing myself an eggand in the latter yearssome kind of dove.I pick at the bloodunder my fingernails.Stopping just shortof selling out,pr..
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Sunflower FieldsI cut myself in Sunflowersto show that I still care,letting out the waterin ripples,standing in a freshly dug hole.I have no pitypushi..
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E SharpBaked in the sunto the bone, brittle,walking where a sunsetonce wasand will never be again.The ground is bitteron the tonguethe light,or lack t..
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I had a dreamthat I was lovedonce;it never occurred to meto open my eyes.But that's not so,I just didn't want to.I didn't want to seethe empty spaceso..
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She floats through my eyeslike butterflies do,turning up the cornerspassing a smile.I am warmin the middleof her life,as she is the anchorthat holds m..
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There is a stormwhere my mindused to be;there are fissures in the memoriesof the peoplein my life.In.My.Life.My soul is aporcelain doll,fragile and in..
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