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brick loads and sunken hearts weigh a ton
writings from a sore hand
Monday, May 11, 2009
to be like me
to be mortal is to fall apart, separate skin from bone
and lacerated tendons
to decay.
to never die is to live carelessly
to take for granted the soul
that lives within.
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paperarcade
May 12, 2009 at 6:03 PM
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i am sorry.
11:56 am and the night after the ocean view
my father the painter
judgements of trust; we are in the same boat.
to be like me
to my great aunt, i never knew your name
he hit him and i heard of it
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thinking about love and longing
untitled
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