from an ice desert
reflections and notes to self
Saturday, August 13, 2011
dogs
maybe i was better off, i could go ahead and say.
i didn't even see the color of your eyes...
and you laid my heart under millstones.
still rather than rotting under the ground
better be crushed, baked and eaten
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