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The silver lining slit my wriststhe unicorn impaled me,slid off the rainbow, broke my necknow I hang from the old birch tree.I'd love to smell the flo..
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We ignore it but it waits,as the clock ticks and the hourglass pours,we continue feigning ignorance.I have seen this cold hand caressthe young and old..
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For Steve and Bella
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He opened the box and burned me to a crisp with its light. Love is not always enough. I have given it to him I hope someday he finds strength in it.
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Mamma told me not to be a damn foolnot to drop out of school just follow therules.Mama told me not to stare at the sunnot to go on the run with that p..
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Really, I've got nothing but here it is anyway.
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‘Twas the night of seductionand all through the airflew lacy peignoirs,Which one should I wear?I might choose the black onewith its plunging nec..
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Weep
not for me this Christmas
as
you lay the Yuletide boughs.
I
am free from all this sickness,
I am at peace I can avo..
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I was enamored before the rest found you;relight meexcite medelight me benight me.You spoke of immortality in whispered windowed air;entrap megrasp me..
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Within the clockwork mechanismof nature my gears turn, tired, worn,they grind in the hope that the masterclockmaker might make my heart beat againbeyo..
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