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crack
one day
when I look back
the world falls on itself
and *cracks*
like eggshells
except nothing hatches.
One day
when I see
that I am no longer me
I *crack*
like eggshells
except I never look back
and I never see.
(10/01/00)
© idlehouse
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it’s still not too late
ability
upon hearing about a friend's friend's death
all that talk
she prayed
January 30th
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