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Dreamsickdev — The New Junk
Published: 2013-05-21 04:07:51 +0000 UTC; Views: 367; Favourites: 4; Downloads: 0
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This begins after the last part,after you left to your own life,
when I saw you walking by
with your eyes pointed ahead.
I unaware, outside the blinds,
they made their repose together,
and I think I have been a thief,
mad for my own eyes and mind:
a breach in security, from what's
bent down and squared off,
tied down and soldered on.
I didn't even think about how
our hands folded together,
or how - why -
there could be made by my hands
own, two twin beds, and
after a kick in the womb,
always compressed in four days,
and strange complements behind
narrow comforted shoulders.
