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Author: schwartzcaster
Fiction Rated: T - English - General/Angst - Published: 07-05-06 - Updated: 07-05-06 - id:2206382

MUGS

It's the sweetest
gentlest
thing I could ever do
just the thought of if it
brings me tears
shameless, loudmouth spirit
not wanting to be repressed
a quiet, target lyric
not wanting to be impressed

I guess the problem is
I meant it
and I'll assume
it was the fall
that stunted my growth
and made me light headed
it was a dreamless sleep
but at least I slept

I need to put to rest
the one thing that kept me
from resting
you make me want things
I don't normally want
"so grab my hand, Mugs
we're taking the whole world
for a ride"

"No thank you," she said
"I'm just shoplifting"



© Copyright 2006 schwartzcaster (FictionPress ID:355856).


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