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Welcome to my poetry collection dump.
Saturday, January 23, 2010
, too.
You are handsome
But not to the extent
I believe.
All incoherent, exhausted word vomit
meant half as much as your
remembering to call.
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Anna Evans
Day dreamer given to night fevers. Generally a pain in the ass. Hopeless romantic, dilettante succubus.
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