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///caramelized heart


stitched up with wretched wire
carried in my back pocket

used things have no place in this world
stuffed with memories transfixed

bandages adhesive
sometimes falls apart
hours, days, years - spent replacing pieces

enveloped in black agony
tissues marred with bloody residue

there is such a thin line to everything
beats erratically, comes highly recommended

i-miss-you-tears fall quickly
onto wrists opened vertically...
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vinyl lumber jack
i love the way my name
quivers in the back of your throat

minute tick like the metronome
but my palms are numb with you
filling me up with this
intranssient momentum

this is sacred
this memory can never be taken
not by anyone,

not even god

your name stains my right shoulder

wingless dove of mine
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Let me preface this entry: I've been a member of SG for 5 years and I've been online since I was in the womb and never once have a written a blog post. Can someone please explain why it's called a blog and not an archive of thought (B.Walker, don't take that literally)? Regardless, I'm ready to stop licking the glass, so to all you...
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josephaaron:
Hey there blog I have no idea dear.tongue
arghsnakes:
venice! i fucking miss that place. board walk, drum circles. surfing. god what a great place!