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I've opened my veins a thousandtimes, believing the answer wasin my blood. The colorit ran. My definitive answer, if only I coulddecipher it.Every you..
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a short prose piece originally titled "True North"
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Make love to melike Beethoven made love tohis music.Lay down beside mejust to feel the echo of mysoul vibrate between your ribs.Make love, not to my b..
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We fled the light.It burned our corneas,and set our mouths on fire.We bred, woke, loved,and dreamed in the dark.Nocturnal creatures of this dim,numbin..
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I fell apart. Brokeappendages and extremitieson the way down.Couldn't, not wouldn't,drag myself back up.Lifeless, my pieceslittered the gutterwith no ..
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this is a short excerpt from a larger piece i'm currently writing.
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You drowned me in promises of tomorrow, in the weight of the future,but left me with no life jacketor bouy. Didn't even toss out a bitof dr..
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