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Poem Without You In ItPoem Without You In itPoem Without You In It
Stop dreaming.
stop.stop.stop.
It is no use. Fuckhead leave me alone.
I try to write a poem without you in it.
I can't NOT write about you.
You lie to me like the goverment. All I feel, is the damage you've done.
Water boils. My heart panics. You and I, bitter pasta twisting, cracking the bowl into tiny little pieces.


sweet you are, sweet you knowyou're an architect and your smile never hides music makes me love yousweet you are, sweet you know
the time we share it lingers i know
i know everything leaves a mark from it's choking shadow
it's logic
sweet sweet us, descent into the lion's den
fragile as my hope i wish the grand finale of my life with you always always
oh-please convince me of this


before and afterhe builds bridges over my abdomen fingers every direction turns on a flood flowing for miles hands become the mob and who knows why or how you arebefore and after
able to do this to me i imagine some kind of locupletative or isangelous reward despite your reason my body is yours a resonant mix of wildness and control stunning beaut and unseen force nothing of hesitation pleasure prolonging
it has come to this
it has come come
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Kind regards,
Frank
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Sonofotis
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this might sound crazy,
but i don't know how to let you go.
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