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Author: dirty windows
Fiction Rated: T - English - Poetry/Angst - Reviews: 4 - Published: 07-29-06 - Updated: 07-29-06 - id:2221204

you spoke such sweet(& sweaty) words
that blinded and made me forget
every class i took on self-preservation.

the sheets are tangled,
and everything around us is caught up .

in the aftermath.

but don't forget
that tomorrow, it's all
(you never had my)back to normal.



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