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NoNameNumber6 — What happens when we drink
Published: 2009-07-28 01:52:25 +0000 UTC; Views: 36; Favourites: 2; Downloads: 4
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Description i found your face in the morning today
as if you had been there since 12:34
but i know i've never seen you before.

unless you were the body of rock mountains i climbed
unless you were in the results of the tests i've taken
unless you were the dent in my steel car
unless you were dirt beneath my fingernails
unless you were my four leaf clover
unless you were the wet drops aimlessly reaching my feet
     landing in my hair
     running down in rivers
     past the contours of my forehead
     drowning the stains of desperation
     in my nightmare eyes.

in which case, pleasure to meet you.
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Comments: 2

MexMongo [2009-07-28 03:04:55 +0000 UTC]

this poem sounds like a whip.

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NoNameNumber6 In reply to MexMongo [2009-07-28 03:11:06 +0000 UTC]

milk is gross.

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