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I'm flat on my face. And i'm falling down. We're falling down under The dirt and getting thrown In the trash. "Is this what you want? My eyes are closed." I said. ...read more

Sometimes when the light hits just perfectly, it stops me in my tracks. We all depend on the angle we are viewed from. I'm reminded it's okay to breathe. Too often i forget....read more

The tragic poet cannot write his history in the hillside. Still desperate, fingers claw the ground. The fragile poet learns how night will lose it's memory of veins...read more

You tell mom I'll break your neck She's already a nervous wreck I don't smoke it every day It doesn't hurt me anyway Why are you so mean to me? You'll regret it faithfully ...read more

And she had stories like sailors at sea. Sights and sounds that I'll never see and I'll never hear. I'll never know. Tired of white knuckles and cracked skin. ...read more