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[Tuesday
November 17th, 2009 at 11:23pm] |
She is all nerves, tumbling hair, smooth skin, ragged breathing. The lights are off, but headlights break through the window and across her face. She is like some wild, timid creature.
& she looks at him & she wonders how he didn’t know?
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[Tuesday
November 17th, 2009 at 12:01am] |
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I cannot quite catch my breath, the world is glorious. Wonderful. Sometimes it hurts more than it should, but always, it is wonderful.
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[Saturday
November 7th, 2009 at 7:35pm] |
I started smoking roll ups after you left, because it was something that reminded me of you.
Now I’ve met a different boy who tells me that one of the things he loves about me is those cigarettes. He is falling in love with the marks that you left behind.
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[Friday
November 6th, 2009 at 10:23pm] |
hold my hand a while,
tell me fanciful tales about far off lands,
walk me home at 3am.
& don't leave me.
please, don't leave me behind.
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