Shoestring Poetry
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Sunday, February 8, 2009
Lie
I could lie here
for quite some time
staring at your red paint
while you - Moisturize
The red red ceiling
fades to black
hits a wall
and turns its back
as I should
but never do
the important things
or get over you.
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