98 16 5
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droplets of blood
on the green and beige tile
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16451510
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...skinny love, skinned and thinned weak broth love...
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1632108
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hooves moon dark latch eyes rope / Bess the landlord's daughter, the landlord's blackeyed daughter / gun breasts dress shame shouts blood blood blood
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100133
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eleven o'clock spills
despair all over
our bedspread
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6000
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Like your lover, clear bright, shining of the sea, I have touched the perfect chamber. Otherwise I have driven in another I, the other, clear water overflowing the evil ways, full of pride, wanton, full of arrogance, as if deceit were my deity? Ho, I do
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15721714
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When you move to the music of a woman
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114511
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feet soft as eyelids on the tarmac
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6221
|
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12144
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there is a woman called Kristie Loggan who lives on the exact opposite side of the earth (which, unfortunately for her, is the sea below New Zealand)
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80400
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On the back porch of the world, the sun kisses my laughter, Giving me the silent strength to separate before from the after. Misunderstood soil shyly strikes up a conversation. And I engage my soul, lost in aimless contemplation. …
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10844
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Not being able to remember whether I fucked a man
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1482013
|
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122741
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I'm in our bed eating yesterday's pizza and chain-watching pirated foreign horror films
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9712
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your hand in mine is as small as minnows
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103431
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There is a the reason for the theft of people and the melting of gold
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