You had the grace to carve me from your side
A rib astray in a place where the bones are not the same
All silver-aged, rough, and cold with moss.
For a tick of time I felt I could catch the beat of your life
Like it was before, rich and warm with you.
But I finally know what I'd give up to gain what you've lost.
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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To slumber And not be tossed about Like an incomplete formula In the mind of a mathematician Is a good thing The solution Lies in reme...
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Late It's practically done, more or less Plus or minus it's my best Effort if you squint and side-eye It. I'm sure it will get b...
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