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toxic--sunrise

Published: Sep 5, 2013

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another cup of coffee,
liquid sunshine [to]
be strong
while
picking out the shrapnel

sublime fire
slick on my skin
when he said forever,

the perfect lover-
snake like [with]
kite runner veins
remain
that one filthy habit

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_{hi.
so.
i'm not dead yet.
and proof:
a title poem.
because i cannot write for shit right now.
which sucks a lot.
because you'd think i'd be able to with the amount of shit going on.
but nooooo.
i'm a blank slate.

but vodka helped make this.

unrelated: i bought new pens today.
also probably scrapping this later.

Titles thieved:
Another cup of coffee by ~AnotherNamelessOne
Liquid Sunshine by ~PaperNation
Be Strong by ~merry-zazoue
While by ~baseport
picking out the shrapnel by =vvolatile
Sublime Fire by *PeterJCoskun
Slick on my skin by ~xComplicatedlySimple
when he said forever by *your-methamphetamine
the perfect lover by =Sammur-amat
snake like by ~ebas
kite runner veins by ~The-Night-Dreamer
Remain by ~M0rt
that one filthy habit by ~saratheresee}