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It is cool
to watch you. You flirt with my friends. But my bank is a jar of coins. I toss in a penny for small indiscretions. I drop in a dollar for the arrows shoved down my throat, aimed at my heart. The jar is full. My breast learned a new beat, heard a new song calling. This quiver filled with scars that tremble to the falsetto of you won't play your fun and games. I follow the winds' voice turning to watch you. It is cool. |
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Very good 'wind!
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Very good 'wind! Like waking up - to the chill of a stormy, winter's day |
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