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NoYou can't have the gnarly month old popcorn, but you can sit there molding the pavement, you can dig in there with your nasty little hands. Your nasty fucking hands that destroyed everything that matters in a matter of exactly 5 seconds and why the FUCK did I fucking count? I'm not going to pass you the goddamn popcorn! I'm going to listen to you closely because you know I can hear you crunching, chewing on that gum like a fucking rat. But this time it wasn't that god awful chewing I heard, it was the fucking cum on the piano. "That's great," you said, "..he cNo
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accordion heartyou've always said my stories tug on your "heartstrings" but I've always pictured an accordion in your chest, the way it expands and folds when your words float haphazardly, the way I am hypnotized, a capuchin monkey in your street performance, and as I swing, bereft of rhythm, to the pulse you bang out in c minor, you smile regardless and clutch me back to your chest.accordion heart
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