perhaps these hands held children's hands
but what do they hold
he has deep pockets and shallow veins
the appeal of this
Rise and shine
I got mine with none the wiser
This bedpost
"what do you see in me?"
asked and answered honestly
"nothing, you
thank you st. jude
left intact and brought back, a little
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oh "mother" I am an ungrateful child
oh "father" I am
she said I wish I was a man, and I
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your search for patterns found me standing in line
in avoiding
In a moment of lucidity, you said to me: "Push
post-morbidity, pre-mortality, the dying proceeds and the living intercede
on th
Good things go for those who wait too long to
I told the new me:
"Meet me at the bus station
This hand on this gun to my head is my
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