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Created on: July 22, 2008
You are in
parts of me
that I can't
control anymore
the party is over
everyone has gone home
but this fire
still burns
and I
don't feel
like I am done
learning the essence
licking the pulp
tasting the blood
from the dark
of your heart
And it angers me
to sleep heare so
close to you
when there was
so much more
pulp to taste
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