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Homeless so many times
I wear two shirts and two pairs of pants...
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You said that your door would
always be open...
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As I inhale these fumes,
my lungs burst and...
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It is not a sword to swoop or swing,
It is not a verse to to speak or sing...
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My mind is full of foreshadows
And different pictures...
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Love is not something we think
But something we learn...
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Things that I miss
Like smoke stained lips...
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Writers,
We all have the same purpose...
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The only thing I know is that
we, all, are broken...
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No words more pleasing:
"Yes, I want to spend the rest...
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The things which did not brother you,
like crossing the crowd unspoken...
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Landscape of a rose
Twisting in shape and color...