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your words were syrup,
running out my my ears, to pool in the creases of my hands.

a validation that i had been procrastinated to stay on topic. about what i had lost.
and yet your warmness over wires and strings together with other things,
makes me think less
about what i lost.
and more about what i have gained.
an ocean of knowledge where i immersed myself in my family of fish. my companions of the earth.
a white bleached shell clutched so tight, between my little fingers.

filled with innocence.
filled to the brim with sea bream.
you make me feel clean.
©2008-2009 ~baracudaboy
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where i bastardize my ideas on breakups and my skinhead family.

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