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12-19-2011, 08:00 AM
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Join Date: Jul 2003
Location: Arlington, VA
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12-19-2011, 04:16 PM
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Nice, Bri. I wish I could write like that!
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12-19-2011, 06:06 PM
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Join Date: Nov 2005
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You stand over me in your shame
The cold fried Chicken crumbs Descend on me like tears Like tiny little failure flakes on a grave Wash them down now, wash them down Close the fridge, you left it open Tip up that glass of Vodka, friend I'll take it when you're done Leave it for the morning, leave it behind The morning sun through the window will find it there With the last smudge of lipstick From the date you were on You had JUST ONE glass of wine And you had the Fish And you only ate half And you didn't even like him But with me, you are honest. These remnants of food and drink bestowed on me in shame They lift me up, they fill me I am your friend. I am your Kitchen Sink. PS. Comet burns my throat. kthxbai
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