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Poem: February Seventeenth


You…
you are perfection
sublime seduction
wrapped in dreams

You…
you make me afraid
to make mistakes
and then you make me

You…
you don’t even care
how I do what I do
as long as I do

You…
you are my nightmare
embrace me each night
make me feel alive.

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