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She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
Pillows, disregarded
How I envision my first day of college
Mismatched sheets
we have sought the ugliest things
The part I know by heart
break down
Holed up
once the coldest roads all led back to the same warm place
April 4, 2008
I like that heavy name. I will carry it.
It clings to her like dedication in the rain
You wake up slowly when you're a mile underground
Thinking myself in circles
5am in the middle of a wasted summer
Well, I was tired of being 24 anyway, so there
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