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May 24, 2009
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plummeting
i am sure you are aware of the days
i have tucked into you
and the words which you helped
find their way home
you are first to me.
now your memory is fleshing out the spine,
and i am unlearning you
spoiling the last clumps of sugar
it is a horrible art.
i have tucked into you
and the words which you helped
find their way home
you are first to me.
now your memory is fleshing out the spine,
and i am unlearning you
spoiling the last clumps of sugar
it is a horrible art.
— whitetea, May 24, 2009
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Craig Norris
17 years 2 months ago
beautiful melancholy
Janice Pearce
17 years 2 months ago
plummeting
barbsdad2003
17 years 2 months ago
Nicely, delicately put ...
onemorning85
17 years 1 month ago
Whoa. I love this. I loved
orgami
17 years 1 month ago
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