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Pale silver papercut
Nail-strangled eyes
Bloody smile, bloody shores
Never dawns on me
Skin-deep veins
Friendly fire
A uniform washed clean and dry
Proud to disguise
Tone-deaf wise
As numb as evergreen

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beverage Mar 28, 2006

so, you gonna write a poetry book, or what?