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Author: dollface and her cancer
Fiction Rated: T - English - General - Reviews: 6 - Published: 03-27-09 - Updated: 03-27-09 - Complete - id:2652147

he told the police

her eyes were
the color of forget-me-nots
and desperation

(her driver's license said,
blue)

and he stammered
crushing yellow pills to dust
between his fillings:
uppers
or
downers
or
something
meant to sweeten

like those stale conversation
hearts
she spilled in her pockets
and forgot

- so
yes
they presumed his guilt -

but she did it to herself
in pursuit of

(flavor?)

the shackles she left
just happened to fit



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