my love has concrete feet
I am writing graffiti on your body I am drawing the story of how hard we tried I am watching your chest rise and fall like the tides of my life, and the rest of it all and your bones have been my bed frame and your flesh has been my pillow I am waiting for sleep to offer up the deep with both hands.
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I used to play with these when I was a kid! Even now when I pass a plant that looks like this I bend down and run my finger across it hoping that it will start to close up.

I used to play with these when I was a kid! Even now when I pass a plant that looks like this I bend down and run my finger across it hoping that it will start to close up.

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