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These are, for the most part, poems.
Wednesday, 30 March 2011
what's the matter
Grab hold of my hand,
we'll wait out the wind,
we'll drown lest we swim.
break bread with the enemy,
cross swords with a friend,
decisions, good or bad,
have uncertain ends.
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what's the matter
rip
Bittersweet Therapy
over and over
Tonight it ends
Balloon
awake
death renews
Count your blessings
One morning
dreams becoming less cryptic
How do I follow you? You are a fraction,you dip in...
Frozen, unable to speak, broken, unable to sleep, ...
prayer
princess
rejected
shut your trap
Snake skin peels off like a plaster, Lying here fr...
for what
moments before sleep
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