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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 02:25:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>oh wow...</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s been a long time hasn&apos;t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tail light fade&lt;br /&gt;down the highway.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 Feb 2009 04:24:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>summer slipping in</title>
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  <description>take your time and breathe.&lt;br /&gt;Take your time and breathe.&lt;br /&gt;take your time and breathe.&lt;br /&gt;take your time and breathe.&lt;br /&gt;make your time just breathe.&lt;br /&gt;take your time and breathe.&lt;br /&gt;i have a feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I have a fever.&lt;br /&gt;i have something&lt;br /&gt;  burning inside&lt;br /&gt;                my mind.&lt;br /&gt;the taste of your lips&lt;br /&gt;with the sway in your hips--&lt;br /&gt;makes perfect sense&lt;br /&gt;our time well spent.&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;ll be my oasis&lt;br /&gt;in this desert of sheets.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Feb 2009 09:02:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>concerts</title>
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  <description>my heart is pumping gasoline&lt;br /&gt;while matches start to look quite enticing.&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;re my delicate mess.&lt;br /&gt;a subtle relief &lt;br /&gt;gentle wind blowing leaves.&lt;br /&gt;rhythmic beating of wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s been a while.&lt;br /&gt;we&apos;ll both embrace the change.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Feb 2009 08:40:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>x</title>
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  <description>i&apos;m taking apart my insides.&lt;br /&gt;taking apart my life.&lt;br /&gt;making your ghosts in reason.&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s just not real anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, tare apart your cross and churches.&lt;br /&gt;burn your idols and false pretenses.&lt;br /&gt;religion is just a building, &lt;br /&gt;when faith will get you fed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what&apos;s wrong.&lt;br /&gt;what&apos;s wrong.&lt;br /&gt;what&apos;s wrong.&lt;br /&gt;what&apos;s wrong.&lt;br /&gt;my canvas can&apos;t paint itself.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 26 Dec 2008 09:06:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>watch the sky for me</title>
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  <description>Darling, come home quickly.&lt;br /&gt;I need your slim figure&lt;br /&gt;gracing my arms,&lt;br /&gt;holding on&lt;br /&gt;like it&apos;ll be the last time&lt;br /&gt;we&apos;ll ever see each other again&lt;br /&gt;every time.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Nov 2008 22:50:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>the sky is slate&lt;br /&gt;and I can feel it pulling at me,&lt;br /&gt;pulling at my face.&lt;br /&gt;Come look and see&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;ll know it kid.&lt;br /&gt;the freedom&lt;br /&gt;is better than breathin&apos;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this world will know who I am.&lt;br /&gt;throwing it up with this paint in my hand.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 11 Aug 2008 00:59:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>it rains, it pours</title>
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  <description>your heart is beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;though a little chipped on the sides&lt;br /&gt;sitting warm in your chest,&lt;br /&gt;back and a little to the left.&lt;br /&gt;between breath it beats,&lt;br /&gt;life flows in your veins &lt;br /&gt;like a velvet dress in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;and when I hold you,&lt;br /&gt;I feel you living,&lt;br /&gt;breathing,&lt;br /&gt;I know that you&apos;re really there,&lt;br /&gt;and you still care.&lt;br /&gt;my love,&lt;br /&gt;lets go back to there.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 Aug 2008 09:25:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>asdf</title>
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  <description>we need a place to stay,&lt;br /&gt;warm and out of the rain.&lt;br /&gt;Quite in the evening&lt;br /&gt;with high ceilings and curtains.&lt;br /&gt;so we can forget the past,&lt;br /&gt;start again.&lt;br /&gt;and while I was leaving&lt;br /&gt;I swore I heard you say,&lt;br /&gt;&quot;see you, space cowboy.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 01 Aug 2008 01:49:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>no title today</title>
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  <description>The walk to your house&lt;br /&gt;isn&apos;t long,&lt;br /&gt;but the walk back takes forever.&lt;br /&gt;Crickets and fireflies &lt;br /&gt;dance and sing&lt;br /&gt;while foggy street lamps show the way.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 May 2008 08:58:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>cassette</title>
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  <description>This is an avalanche,&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t stop the comfort &lt;br /&gt;in knowing you care.&lt;br /&gt;This is my desire to be&lt;br /&gt;the wind in your hair&lt;br /&gt;and the sun on your shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;this,&lt;br /&gt;this is me saying &quot;I love you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;And not looking back.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2008 21:44:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>siccor</title>
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  <description>subtly fall to the floor&lt;br /&gt;in time with your breaking mirrors&lt;br /&gt;your fake white teeth,&lt;br /&gt;smooth plastic skin.&lt;br /&gt;The faithful reap the rewards,&lt;br /&gt;and you can still hear him singing down the hall.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Apr 2008 17:16:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>long division</title>
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  <description>Chase it down to the bones&lt;br /&gt;with terrible speed,&lt;br /&gt;busting through doors&lt;br /&gt;like bulldozers through trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and windows beckon your fall&lt;br /&gt;16 stories tall.&lt;br /&gt;cause all I could think of&lt;br /&gt;were your tail lights in the distance.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Mar 2008 04:17:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hexadecimal</title>
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  <description>I woke from a fevered dream,&lt;br /&gt;buckets of sweat in my sheets.&lt;br /&gt;but I know what kept me there,&lt;br /&gt;lying in an ocean of blankets&lt;br /&gt;and pale green walls,&lt;br /&gt;that sound so familiar and comforting&lt;br /&gt;so faint and bold and lovely.&lt;br /&gt;the hiss of static over the air&lt;br /&gt;like concrete filling a room,&lt;br /&gt;my last hope on the radio.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 26 Feb 2008 21:25:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>songs unfinished.</title>
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  <description>this nervousness I&apos;m counting on&lt;br /&gt;lifts my eyelids,&lt;br /&gt;stands me up&lt;br /&gt;and lets me know that,&lt;br /&gt;we&apos;re something special&lt;br /&gt;hiding under blankets in parking lots.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Feb 2008 05:27:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>technidermy</title>
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  <description>I want to emboss my face onto your heart,&lt;br /&gt;leave a mark on your ribs.&lt;br /&gt;pass through your hands&lt;br /&gt;just to settle on your lips.&lt;br /&gt;linger on your pillow&lt;br /&gt;and sway with your hips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love of mine: someday we won&apos;t die.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 Feb 2008 08:03:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>or how we</title>
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  <description>complacency is a strange word,&lt;br /&gt;smug but afraid.&lt;br /&gt;eggs in a nest,&lt;br /&gt;wind blowing from the west.&lt;br /&gt;and sweet memory you&apos;ll &lt;br /&gt;keep close to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiny kisses on my cheek.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll climb through windows&lt;br /&gt;and we&apos;ll meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate rhyming.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 11:01:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>*no title*</title>
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  <description>bring me the horizon&lt;br /&gt;and I&apos;ll give you mountains.&lt;br /&gt;Covers of wrinkled land&lt;br /&gt;draped over me.&lt;br /&gt;I saw victory in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;shimmering in cordial patience.&lt;br /&gt;In that instance&lt;br /&gt;the flowers listened.&lt;br /&gt;the trees whispered.&lt;br /&gt;and the mountains,&lt;br /&gt;the mountains,&lt;br /&gt;our mountains stood guard--&lt;br /&gt;fall into it like a fever.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 16 Dec 2007 09:16:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Windowpane</title>
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  <description>fuck.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos; tknow what to say.&lt;br /&gt;One more step and you die.&lt;br /&gt;this isn&apos;t a poem</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 04 Dec 2007 08:33:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>December&apos;s Melody</title>
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  <description>to motion in the tide&lt;br /&gt;as they lay down to die,&lt;br /&gt;in shallow graves&lt;br /&gt;under gently crashing waves.&lt;br /&gt;to catch the first flake of snow&lt;br /&gt;on wanting brow,&lt;br /&gt;in mid december leaves&lt;br /&gt;on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;to show these tired fingers&lt;br /&gt;that the strings still will&lt;br /&gt;bend to the sound,&lt;br /&gt;heavy breath tasting&lt;br /&gt;lips so loud.&lt;br /&gt;Concrete will fill this room.&lt;br /&gt;waves take just a little more sand.&lt;br /&gt;and snow fills my hand.&lt;br /&gt;This is what it is to.&lt;br /&gt;what we already knew.&lt;br /&gt;no arguments aside.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Nov 2007 09:11:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>work in progress</title>
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  <description>we took a walk to the moon&lt;br /&gt;and learned to breathe with hands tied behind our backs.&lt;br /&gt;the water was cold but we still held on&lt;br /&gt;as rustling leaves crept sidewalks and streets&lt;br /&gt;we&apos;ve found our new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mere silhouettes pass by in droves&lt;br /&gt;to hear what melodies death may compose.&lt;br /&gt;I turn and see you&apos;re still breathing&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts racing our eyes chasing&lt;br /&gt;lungs burn and whease</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 18 Oct 2007 05:43:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>first part of 7 I owe you</title>
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  <description>&quot;Cast&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hold yourself&lt;br /&gt;and be,&lt;br /&gt;Be content &lt;br /&gt;be absurd&lt;br /&gt;take your&lt;br /&gt; arms and throw them.&lt;br /&gt;like stones skipping.&lt;br /&gt;synapse missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ursa Cadaver&quot;&lt;br /&gt;the insatiable limits&lt;br /&gt;of closeness and distance&lt;br /&gt;are such to be tasted.&lt;br /&gt;to be touched.&lt;br /&gt;a thin coat of lead&lt;br /&gt;in the cast iron cup&lt;br /&gt;of life.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 Oct 2007 05:11:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I owe you 4.</title>
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  <description>&quot;Wait It&apos;s a Trap&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gently scrape by,&lt;br /&gt;I won&apos;t look&lt;br /&gt;as you smile&lt;br /&gt;wave your hand.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s too bad,&lt;br /&gt;I guess,&lt;br /&gt;almost should be a&lt;br /&gt;four letter word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Pot Holders and Crocheted Scarves&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a moment once,&lt;br /&gt;I remember so clearly.&lt;br /&gt;You standing in the doorway.&lt;br /&gt;and me there,&lt;br /&gt;kneeling.&lt;br /&gt;You said,&quot;You better.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Well, will you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fall we must,&lt;br /&gt;but I wish&lt;br /&gt; we&lt;br /&gt;would have gotten&lt;br /&gt;back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Death&apos;s Good Sentiment&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The longest walk&lt;br /&gt;just takes five minutes&lt;br /&gt;after school there&lt;br /&gt;pacing down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s where your face&lt;br /&gt;has shown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Untitled&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Vain&lt;br /&gt;I really think &lt;br /&gt;it was about me.&lt;br /&gt;I want it to be about me.&lt;br /&gt;Even though we&apos;re &lt;br /&gt;strangers,&lt;br /&gt;we&apos;re back to how&lt;br /&gt;close we were &lt;br /&gt;before.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 05 Oct 2007 05:48:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>so they swam</title>
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  <description>slowly cautiously&lt;br /&gt;we pass.&lt;br /&gt;each other on the sidewalk.&lt;br /&gt;and I hope you remember the times&lt;br /&gt;we danced in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;and slept in my sad &lt;br /&gt;little twin sized bed.&lt;br /&gt;days golden&lt;br /&gt;and nights warm.&lt;br /&gt;Coming home to open arms&lt;br /&gt;and sharing life with you.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 04 Oct 2007 13:48:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hallway</title>
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  <title>I owe you 5.</title>
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  <description>&quot;Bronze&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conductive, we move along,&lt;br /&gt;thin and tight&lt;br /&gt;wrapped in bronze.&lt;br /&gt;quiver.&lt;br /&gt;you quiver in daylight&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;conception.&lt;br /&gt;and ring in the coming night,&lt;br /&gt;with your bolted neck&lt;br /&gt;and wooden legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Sweater(untied)&quot;&lt;br /&gt;draped&lt;br /&gt;and motionless&lt;br /&gt;I watch you.&lt;br /&gt;the finesse in your bones&lt;br /&gt;and warmth in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;put you on and&lt;br /&gt;wear you around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold close and breathe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;leviathan&quot;&lt;br /&gt;flow,&lt;br /&gt;trickle down the hall.&lt;br /&gt;Take these arms and&lt;br /&gt;burn them,&lt;br /&gt;hands and all.&lt;br /&gt;built up&lt;br /&gt;just to be knocked down.&lt;br /&gt;keep me as I am,&lt;br /&gt;broken and small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;These mountains will move, These mountains will stand guard&quot;&lt;br /&gt;leaves rustle&lt;br /&gt;as you walk past&lt;br /&gt;and settle&lt;br /&gt;turn, look back.&lt;br /&gt;my pace is slow,&lt;br /&gt;but I&apos;m keeping up.&lt;br /&gt;smile right at me still,&lt;br /&gt;your eyes are&lt;br /&gt;glorious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;my hero gave blood&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you sound alone&lt;br /&gt;over the air,&lt;br /&gt;with your half drawn smile&lt;br /&gt;and vagabond stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presence is a&lt;br /&gt;thought away from there.&lt;br /&gt;and I&apos;ll drive all night,&lt;br /&gt;if you need me to be here.</description>
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