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I have a new one that I'm relatively proud of. Whatcha think?
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the sky is falling outside of my
window panes cracked paint dusty with
dreams left from years long
past memories of catching
fairies in jars waking to discover that they found
escape from the monsters in my
closeted fears of you seeing just how I
feel the light of the moon reflecting
off of the deep end of the dock and into the
water beads off of your smooth
skinned knees bleed red, I will kiss you
better run home little one, you don’t want to be
late nights warm underneath the starry
sky falling outside of my
window panes cracked paint dusty with
dreams left from years long passed
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