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Poems.

I suppose these are just little pieces of me, wrapped up in words.

The forgotten melodies of my mind.

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75. Silver Lined

They tilt towards
                 And the sky cracks
  Like an egg
                 The raindrops break up
   On his face
                And settle
   Until small slices of sky
               Transfer
     His skin to hers
Privy to their alcoholic kisses

 

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