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[title] => before i knew how to lie
[time] => 2011-10-02 01:30:05
[hometext] => well idk what to say
[bodytext] => Before I knew how to lie I tried to define moonlight I stood at my window grabbing Opalescent feathers that floated Kissing the smooth cement Quills dipped in the night sky The universe was trying to tell me something Before I knew what people being people meant I had a pair of light up shoes Fighter jets embroidered paralyzed In the heat of battle They made noise too Pew pewwww woosshhh Every tenth step I reincarnated A KIA Before I figured out I couldn’t fly I learned to skip stones I was never any good at it Most of the time they would hit the water And sink on the spot Plunk But there was a rare time or two When I found just the right pebble The most perfect ***** rock I have ever seen And threw it away Just to see it bounce a few times And feel like moonlight Soft, perfect And before I had enough sense to be quiet I wrote love letters to You Would tear them up and leave them floating in a bathroom stall cause the thought of them bothering your eyes gave me stomach knots like white knuckles wrapped around my gut and before I came showed up here I had never known what It was like To watch a woman move with warmth Like 6 shots of scotch And dance like she was in a building burning down In slow motion Churning to the sweep of phoenix wings and gray ash Before I realized that I might die alone Before I met myself Before, before, before. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 106 [topic] => 43 [informant] => simonwrite [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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