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T'sup Gaia?
Call me Ambe.<3
Hang out in coffee shops to attract
the intellectual types.
Who discuss politics, beliefs,
personal conclusions, and romance
while thoughtfully scraping
$3.50 brownie crumbs off a bleached-white
plate with their silver fork.
What is this accomplishing?
Go outside in your black oxford shoes
with your pea coat and loose tie
to face the wind of the real world.
The world? Oh yes, I visited it once.
It was too cold.
(Maybe it's changed?)
Hold my freezing hands
explain that it's poor circulation.
Kiss me under streetlights
while thinking about the various
enzymes our children would have.
Romance was brutally
clubbed to death by intelligence.
Is it any wonder
that my hands are cold?
(Circulation stems from the heart.)
Call me Ambe.<3
Hang out in coffee shops to attract
the intellectual types.
Who discuss politics, beliefs,
personal conclusions, and romance
while thoughtfully scraping
$3.50 brownie crumbs off a bleached-white
plate with their silver fork.
What is this accomplishing?
Go outside in your black oxford shoes
with your pea coat and loose tie
to face the wind of the real world.
The world? Oh yes, I visited it once.
It was too cold.
(Maybe it's changed?)
Hold my freezing hands
explain that it's poor circulation.
Kiss me under streetlights
while thinking about the various
enzymes our children would have.
Romance was brutally
clubbed to death by intelligence.
Is it any wonder
that my hands are cold?
(Circulation stems from the heart.)
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_.::[.Feelin' This.]::._
_.::[.Look to the past and remember and smile, and maybe tonight I can breathe for a while, I'm not at the scene, I think i'm falling asleep, but then all that it means is i'll always be dreaming of you.]::.__.::[.This place was never the same again, After you came and went, How can you say you meant anything different, To anyone standing alone, On the street with a cigarette, On the first night we met.]::._
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