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Look into my eyes
I'm not coming back.

when you think the night has seen your mind, that inside you're twisted and unkind, let me stand to show that you are blind. please put down your hands, 'cause i see you.

i find it hard to believe you don't know the beauty that you are...

obsession
and
cocaine possession

"your eyes
make a circle"
your nose
is mid-line
your words
are eternal
destruction's
divine.

yellow submarine
napoleon dynamite
the crucible
the terminal

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in through the door
and out the window
she reaches futilely
where'd the wind go?

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whisper, whisper
softly, briefly
pull my hair quick,
run,
and leave me

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4 a.m.
two-thousand-and-five
two bowls of cocoa pebbles
the sun was setting
twelve hours ago

sober on new year's eve
last three nights at nick's
grocery shopping today
stocking for while mom's away
peanut butter, jelly, fluff
plans for a new computer
mmm.