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my words,
amazing beautiful clear muddy hideous terrible
are mirrored
by your actions
stop.
i bit my tongue
i’m drowning, i’m drowning, i’m drowning
you choke me to death with your
happiness.

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~ by aikaeimin on November 14, 2010.

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Tags: is this what passes for poetry these days, random

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