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the futility of your effort became evident at a cost the price of down went up reality was left on pause blinking through the days fueled a right..

In the morning she left a note upon my bed in it she asked sweetly "Has anyone told you that your beautiful today?" a silly smirk... it stretc..

her skin moist with perspiration hair unkempt and dirty perfect in every way I dream of her often but not often enough with each slow breath I ..

My knees weaken and lungs be held by you if your wide eyes could see the empty void where my heart once lay would it matter? your picture still..

My life has become an ashtray full of butts perfect... not so perfect each come in different packages F**k I love panties I c..

This place we call our city is filled with infidels chalking out the next score piecing the plan together forsaken f***s with crooked intentions ..

In all its lunar glory, It had nothing on us. The moon hung high But we were higher So So High The gravity of the situation Kept me down Way ..

Run the words together

Just started writing with no idea of what I wanted to write. I thought it would be a poem,but it ended up being more of a story....kind of.

My life has become an ashtray full of butts perfect... not so perfect each come in different packages F**k I love panties I can't remember t..