[it never means anything .]
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feathery light american sold .
came to me in a fold .
a bold forgiveness mould .
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you are tiny
quiet and totally insignificant;
i could strangle your long swan neck .
you are dirt from tip to tail;
but no fail no fail;
you i'll hail .
i'm emptied hollow and cradle you
my only tie to childhood's innocence .
you'll soon stink of cigarettes.
and i'll love you all the more.
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toiletpaper stains
humiliation's hellish flames.
eye's blames.
stabbed open wide;
you'd wonder where it hides .
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this sledgehammer killed
my fleeing thoughts .
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