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my eyes closed more than open
one line poems
never me know'ms
less
i
am
the
fuse

on an
lightly lit
candle
birth
day
wishes

wax dripping
tripping fishes
blow holes
surrender
to me
no

no no no poem
ha ha ha poem
yes yes yes poem
i will **** you poem
we will **** you poem
can not read me poems
get out
of
the
closet poems
my eyes closed
more than open
poem
?





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L M
N
O
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he bowed his head
the mirror beheld
his
vanity

what have we past our appearance

get away from me

you freak
all the
girls
laughing
all the boys
eating apples
boy
or
girl
take off my clothes

no.

that no's period isn't bleeding
can't you feel how stuck ive been
must be your lack
of
punctuation

you've been linked enough

stop

stop i say

who are you

listen to me

from what
have you
grown
this

twisted shape
how you have spiralled
what distance have I taken
from whoms hollow were you
borrowed
listen to me
read me beyond you
have you lost your bounds
this is my head get out of here
just the other side man
concentration camps
take me there now
let me die

let me die there for an name

let me die there

never

let me life
let my love of this world die

he
bowed
his head
?
...
..
.
noted
silence
one time
in an flame
screams hear me
calling

lantern
wrote me
in the light
time it might
flicker


poetry
found me
it pushed me
the corner bleeds
breathe


love
is found
in the heart
feel it beating
pounds


chances
taken again
follow me here
they are leaning
constantly


breathing
chest heavy
drawers fall out
clothes learning to
fly
?











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.
textures from spit
can you not feel
the
wallows

follow me here they cry
who says I
who says I
another *******
from what mind
of
manners
foundations
foundations
foundations
before
the
wo­rld

as my palm castle
what sanded windows
have you caught
bring me
from
your
terror
what
hilltop cross
barren other side
broken intentions limpiming
here
I
am
layn in denial

you from me
i
am
the
you
in me
strangle hold
floor choking me
words foaming spit
here have I been found
bound in more
here
am
I
found

loose
textures
from
spit
?








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..

wind blown
spit
...
..
.
sepent hands
insanitys glance
we wont dance
our art
has
inert
hands
watch me
glowing
take
this
kiss
it
demands
watch them
serpent hands
?
















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help me
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..
.
that manuever
them other
words to

anything

you are

my
soother

this choke hold
you cast me
in
your grip

from an crush
to
an
touch
thank you
so
much

you have sewn in me
more than that
manuver
?












...
..
.
move your
maneuvers
away from
...
..
.
our first kiss
was
it
an kiss
your breath
so sweet
on me
was
it
our first kiss
?












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..
.
our
acord
aint
an
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