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I simply place my soul
In his fingertips
To touch,
Not to grip,
But enough that I can take this acid trip
Around the universe
And feel like heavenly bodies
When our illusionary love peaks.
The stars seem to speak
To our midnight mix of passion and pretend
That reeks of the knowledge
That when this ends,
I’ll be dejected and cast away
Since in a thesaurus
‘Like’ and ‘Love’
Can’t be listed on the same page.

The Ingrown hair
Shanelle Gabriel

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- Taken at 3:14 PM on April 21, 2009 - cameraphone upload by ShoZu
21st Apr 2009, 20:26   | tags:

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Sprocket says:

right with you

21st Apr 2009, 20:28

taniwha says:

One of my favorite things to do too.

Reading an analysis of kid's books?

21st Apr 2009, 20:38

nige says:

Thought this was a diptych!

21st Apr 2009, 23:39

messie_sar says:

Reading a journal for my dissertation, hence the comfort eating.

Nige, what's one of those and should I be upset?

22nd Apr 2009, 01:15

Janice (janice992-at-gmail-dot-com) says:

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