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SweaterIt is easy for meto read wordsthrough the smokeofa broken cigarette,it is easy for meto stay wasted and occupied.Having no regretor inclination..
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ForgettingThinking of youin a way abstract,trying to find significancein words,turning the page smokingburning the fingertips.And I know you are liste..
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Repeat OffenderWaking up in waterturning turningyou have beenholding me downin the riverfor so long.Waiting waitingnever the chanceto catch my breath,..
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Full MoonI sit underthe Full Moonlike a passengersilently dreamingalready in the afterlife.And I'm goingto leave it all behindin my head,better thanta..
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Waxing GibbousShe thought herself a Butterflyand bargained with the Sun,only stopping to taste flower-waterin rainbow colored gardens.And on occasion ..
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First QuarterIn my roomin my room,I have a screaming contestwith a dolls head,black eyesdart through melike I were,miles and miles away.And I shudder ..
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WaxingCrescentShe lives in a boxI keepunder a blanketunder my bedunder my bodyin my roombehind my door.Having no spaceto walk in circles,she bathes in..
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New MoonI don't find itmuch a tragedy anymorethat I cant count backwardsfrom ten;it's part of the sicknessI call my life.Trembling once in her arms,I ..
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Schools For The BlindIt's not as ifthe heart were winter,torn in the iceunder brandy colored skies.It is ripe fruitand go ahead and take it;there are ..
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Sweet JaneShe's in lovewith the moonin black cherry skies,it reminds her of the killingdark watersof her mind.Swept away and underfeeling the pressure..
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