but don't kiss me;
my tongue is black
and the skin of my teeth is crawling;
The point I'm avoiding is, of course,
That I'm stalling-
but I'm almost at the bookmark,
almost to the page-
but now I have a bigger bed,
with more room for my regrets,
to keep me warm at night
(I love it when we fight.)
My love affair with the semicolon
Is a broken car radio
The same sounds I revelled in
Further than I dare to go
;
I'll keep him as a reference
Use his poetry without affection
Fingers still entwined in the spaces between words
As our love becomes a question
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I love you, I just hate you as a person
Friends are God's way of making up for our families.
Ignorance isn't bliss but its better than the alternative
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Been there. Done that. Got the t-shirt. It didn't come in my size.
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My pills taste like purple!
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Been there. Done that. Got the t-shirt. It didn't come in my size.
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My pills taste like purple!
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Lucy x
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Been there. Done that. Got the t-shirt. It didn't come in my size.
with more room for my regrets,
to keep me warm at night
(I love it when we fight.)"
awesomesauce. :]
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I i m a g i n e...
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Been there. Done that. Got the t-shirt. It didn't come in my size.
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