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#1
You floated into my eyes like dust
Attaching then aggrevating
But as tears were shed you slowly slid
Away



Cancer is like sex on a bed of pins and needles.


Your eyes swim vicariously through my atmosphere, breaking me down one artery at a time until they reach solid ground.