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Dirty fingernails scratch your back
as you gently sleep off
the long night before.
You get goosebumps
and I hope it's me and
not the December breeze
from the window left open.
I hope it's from me.

Comments

[roots_radicals]

Nice

[here2tomorrow]

really good.

you are quite the poet, mr. murphy.

[johnnytwoshits]

You could certainly swoon me with some poetry anytime.