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All of these poems
beneath my skin
haul the weight
of every shed tear 
and I'm getting wetter
with each neoteric sob,
but darling I found myself
a pretty way to scream
and it's much more fetching
than being peevish
from so many starless dreams 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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