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mistake
written by devilchild0105:07 PM 3/20/05It was the stillness of error,
the unbuttoned rawness,
that sanitized the space
for maggots in my mind.
Immaturity is forever
a terrible word, I prefer
plain dumb or rightly-young.
But it’s a part of every
breath, like the bone grind
journey from dusk till dawn. |
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