Daily Archives: March 26, 2013

truly falsely me

can i say it wasn’t me but the runaway sentence that broke free when my back was turned? if it hurt all that much, i shall call each¬†syllable¬†up, blunt their edges and put them to rest goodnight. and tomorrow, i … Continue reading

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