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Monday, November 29, 2004


   ..poems i made?`
Can you taste my fear?
Its floating in our air,
All around us, reach out, touch it,
I see, in your eyes, you care

Can you hear my demons?
Are they making you tense?
Yes, they've spilled on the floor,
I know you wont give me the chance

I touch your secerets,
I hear your heart,
I know your hiding place,
I know your hidden dark

and this small one

A bracelet of roses, blood drawn from the wrist,
red lace and sequins, my death by a kiss


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