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I never did call Lenny Not that afternoon, nor the one that followed
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We'd play hopscotch in the wavering light of the sun. Rode our bikes for hours down Decision Way,
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she spent the night in his memory
clutching a glass awaiting fresh ice cubes
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I used to be a dancer, when I was young
As close to soaring as God would allow.
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I loved you more than self;
at the beginning you failed to tell me
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Maybe if you weren’t so insoluble I’d remove my shells and liquidate
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the hour began autumn, became the end of so many things.
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she held onto gray shoe laces
laced beneath her knuckles
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i gave myself for the stillness quilted in your quiet
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i am a wave that flows to and fro
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there's never been someone more worthy of my love, than me
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we were stupid with youth looking for something innocent
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emptiness is jointed with
murdered sentences, that run on
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we were entwined in the violet of my rug
the black velvet of your hair
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its a moment passed sunrise
juxtaposed to after midnight
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they'd say i'd lived each day
inside an exhale
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all this.....progress
seems to systematically
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another 5 pm
this quiet holds no color,
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I'm awake, disappointed that the sun is barely breathing. My walls frown, I agree. It's always lonely after I've dreamt something wonderful. The sheets tangle with my dampened limbs. it only takes a second out of that realiza
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quietly suffered, simmered under
on early summer's heat wave
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be good, dani boy
trade your broken jeans
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for I had stolen the sun
even if only a short while;
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i'm drowning, heart in throat
gasping for all the air
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i couldn't have asked for a drug as bittersweet
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risen is the sun.
it never stops, and the tide
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boy, it's prodigious
when two souls first touch
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the sky settles over me
like satin linens;
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momma's old black shoes
appear drastically bigger
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when you were born
you saved your dying breath
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Now that you're home
My night skies come violet,
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and without feet you grow
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the ropes were still
upon the ground; that was
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I dream
bigger than my body,
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The desert sands were saturated
with nothingness
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