alottedA Poem by aeoexperiment with breaking words as lines, as hearts.
do you even have
skin still? how is y our heart doing? is it t here? maybe in what you get to keep and what i get to keep i was allotted the soulparts and he art parts. somehow in the division you got the c old parts and the hard parts and i got everything that feels. © 2010 aeo |
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