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Mar 29, 2005 01:57


We escape from the house
As the day disappears from the sky
Into night we became what we wanted to be
like a dream or a ghost
I collapse out of turn
Near a house lying still in the grass
And felt the heat from the ground rising up to contract
And expand like a breath
We leave from that place soaked with sweat
And the poison we drank
Fill the bathtub with ice ( Read more... )

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elizabethswann March 29 2005, 17:06:00 UTC
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