Ramen And Dirt.A Poem by Chloe Madison Taylor.George.I still miss the burn from when we used to melt together and when I take the restraints off my brains they still run straight for you.
The last 29 weeks have all been Fridays no amount of Tide can get rid of your smell on my sheets. energy is hard to come by when you're living off ramen and regret.
The soil is bound to give way to the weight of my cliche lines pain cooked overeasy and fucked up lies I just hope i never stop falling.
No, I never want to stop falling.
© 2008 Chloe Madison Taylor.Author's Note
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