(idea) by hamster bong Tue Oct 10 2000 at 0:32:09 
slashed crying blood with 
you told me it would be okay
i died there, beneath cold hands
before smiles and love, before life

held onto broken self, cradle 
head lost to slightest daydream

   tossing base up, down, sliver the moon 
  there were no casualties of soul
 slow pulsing heart, held to bruised
always holding, sliding tears

moment slipped away to curled up in-tenstion corner
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