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[27 May 2007|09:25pm] |
They say I sound nice.
"It's a Natural talent"
well, Nature had her say.
Hide and seek?
I decline, foolishly,
I have no choice, I know.
This whole thing is becoming
passe.
They I sound awful.
"It will pass soon enough"
I'm sore! Doesnt that count
for something?
Like that matters, the soapy water,
I depend too much
on the soapy water,
twirl, whirl, twirl
around.
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[27 May 2007|09:17pm] |
eyes shift round,
and round and right
back to where they settled last.
my shoulders, freckled,
vanilla, to both eyes and nose.
7 dollars at CVS.
your cheeks, they match,
my blades and neck.
push back your bangs,
twirl around my fingers,
it falls, they're drapes,
to my eyes, and yours.
locking and watching.
I hear nothing.
we talk for hours.
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