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2 25%
6 75%
Voters: 8.

A pure, flawless gem,
pushed by its brother,
plummets from its skyward home
and lands on an outstretched tongue.
Jet black tears streak across its elegant face.


We'd grind our bones together
until they'd sing in whispers
under her bedroom window
where fine linens would
always and never
let her down.

You gotta love Gary.
Today I feel electric grey
I hope tomorrow, neon black