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Danny.
Scared of my future.


In your past
there were branches
that tangled up
your visions of something new

you poured
out the tasteless
sea

the roots grew
from your scraped
fingertips
the charred lips of
fire from your burning
chest
pounded at the edge of gravity while
you pulled your
way through my
garden


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Registered: 07/01/2005

Birthday: 12/17/1990