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10:47 p.m. - 2012-12-19
nails of love
God told me to wait
'cause you're so amazing...

you can taste the cheese in that...
while I hear you type angrily
down the hall, two rooms down
(writing to the dead).

the past hangs on with its fingernails,
nails you won't cut
because you hate the sound
of nail clippers clipping.

the way I scratched up your face
in drunken jealous hating sickness,
the past hurt haunts your soul.

I sit (tap tap typing) in the dark and
you in the light of anger.

Love is very real. And I no longer

try to define it.


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