Mean Poetry
Poetry can be cool.
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
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i am taking for granted
everything you want.
i feel empty and twisted and sore
in your dream.
when everything you see
is such beauty
you're left knowing
that you're the ugliest thing in the room.
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9:20 PM
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