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under the surface i am still smiling quicksand heart sinking in you, with you, and for you don't offer me a branch to hold o..

the awkward fit i have longing shoes but get tied up in laced regrets loved you once, but you had me on my heels backing ..

old lessons the specter of you, ghost mountain daredevil no cane to rest your words upon as you walk into the sunset of you..

rural rest stop off road, sentiments in gravel dust a figment of my imagination rests on a bed of recollection he fig..

the glare of fossils i am bones in the sun and you were the jackal tearing off the skin of my existence morsels for you, the..

following too closely category four the danger of your intrigue me, the storm chaser erin-cilberto 4/3/16

Illegal Alien live mornings from Dead Beat town, USA in the blackhills of the black hills of hell where fires burn but initiative smold..

Kingdom up for Sale the closing in epiphany of estrangement desolation's royalty a king of nothing milling around in ..

Among the Black-Eyed Susans parchment estranged from quill divorced words the children of empty ink wells, in dry pastures solois..

reversible trends finality comes after senility comes after futility comes after accountability comes after plausibility..