was it a mistakeA Poem by thespaceinmybedor just a dirty consequence I had coming I sew my secrets into the balls of my feet so I can pretend I'm constantly walking away from them they say everything fades with time but I smell you in my own shadow lurking reminding me of all the things I can never be as the years take my smiles I wonder if dead hopes were bred in me or if they sensed the hollowness in my chest and found a friend
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1 Review Added on July 29, 2013 Last Updated on July 29, 2013 AuthorthespaceinmybedLos Angeles, CAAboutingenious my idea of stripping thoughts from your skull like peeling oranges more..Writing
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