Friday, January 18, 2008

nearly

The shaking hips of that honey will pollute my mind till it extinguishes. Not bad pollution. To scan my innards would ruin most. It is too much. It has nearly ruined me and I chose every step.
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Anonymous said...

Nine-penny nail through my heart.

January 20, 2008 at 4:12 PM

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