dog eared.
Hurtbefitting that i made that deviation in january about him dying soon.
not to mention one of my best friends died a year ago today as well.
"when winter comes next year i'll be holding on to anything nailed down"
i'm going to be a mess today.
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battery lifei caught you enveloped in a hustling pattern somewhere near college & state my stomach did a back flip and landed somewhere near my knees, climbed back up my spare ribs & folded itself neatly back between arteries. i imagine presenting my heart to you, wrapped in ribbons & bows; & you, with your cautious fingers, speculating an unresponsive muscle. this was my gift for you, after dry heaves & obtuse paragraphs; all i could draft was a cheap body & a mangled engine. i can't imagine you welcoming such a disaster with open arms. let me turn the dial to a brighter light; illuminate this time last yebattery life
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perfectEDshe says, 'i have a lot to say - a lot to say.' she has pendulums & needles balanced perfect on a palate; this is the excess being scraped from pavement, the noise being deduced to inanimate entities. all because an artery ruptured and screamed 'i do not want to be this anymore' i offered her my spare bandages & she said, 'no thanks, i am not hungry.' & we transmitted our dilemmas back & forth for the next few hours. 'i only suffer part-time, starve full-time' she stated, as if convincing herself. i suppose there are a brief few moments when they numbers halt lower that affirm this theory.perfectED
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evangeliethere are stampedes coursing through my veins i cannot imagine me, ten years from now still the hostile antagonist, battling without weapons this is me, missing exits and ditch-diving for safety i pulled over because the future is too vague. this is the past, emerging out of pores & vacancies the soft-spot caving in. i have memorized the route to the washroom and back i suppose this is the only path i really need to clear. i have not felt a skeleton like this for years, and a voice is telling me this is the only way. this is the sound of my vertebrae snapping under pressure, &nevangelie
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AdolescentWhen I was younger everything was more entertaining. Lolly pops weren’t suckers but action hero’s waiting for their caps to be pulled of their head. Being in the car was like having a million leaf like fans rush by as you scream a the top of your lungs to the outdated song on the radio, they never failed to whistle and cheer you on like family members where known to do.Adolescent
Suddenly, cruelly, I got thrown into puberty and the only reason to eat suckers was to frustrate your parents before going to the dentist. It was an easy button to press. Car rides where small annoyances because they never let you
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