ani difranco wants me
and her want, it keeps her
i stay awake to wonder what your lips are
you
i could be the one to save your life someday
i am in the hallway
young again and clean
strain my neck
and i like the way it feels when you talk
midday at the corner of
my own space
crumbling
with
take a look at the words you pour
scratch deep
i couldn't forget the way you said you needed your
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