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December 2, 2014

I don't mind getting a lot of bruises if the feelings of falling are this soothing.

P.S.: This poem is still fresh from the oven. I made it before going to bed last night.

December 1, 2014

What? Wait. What?

"If there are words
clawing at your insides,
begging to be heard,
put them down on paper,
and give them to the world."

This is surely contradictory to my previous post.

I'm thinking about it.
I might post something again. Or not. We'll see.