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by Stan Livshin on Jan.05, 2010, under Poetry
Written by M.A.K.
A mouth full of daggers
With words like slow poison
Ideas that snake into my mind
Weapons you’re not aware of
Lethal
Different
Nothing about you makes sense
You’re not common
Just a mess of unintentional contradictions
Pulling me close
You speak in dizzying circles
And I have nothing to hold
But you
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