Thursday, December 17, 2009

WRITINGS

Dum Dum and Smarties in the Same Bowl

When she was
happy she moved,

she went and

gone.

When she was sad,

she was

smart, she didn't

flinch,

still as a stone.

She knew her next time

could be a stab at the

heart.




It is not you, It is me


Ahhh
.
I can never get close

enough

Damn atoms wont let me.





If Sleep Feels Like Death


We want to sleep

with others

Every Night
.
Because with someone there
,
Every Night
is reassured.

honey butt,
I love you, But I'm dying alone.

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