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Literature Text
your body-
the curved smell of white soap,
the tangle of your pale skin.
and you've got winter in your eyes-
ice flowers on your mouth.
it's nothing but some radiation,
nothing but a little
forgiveness-
reconciliation;
your hips like gunpowder,
explosive down the street...
cowboy, flick off ash, and
become, in the summer breeze,
perfect.
the curved smell of white soap,
the tangle of your pale skin.
and you've got winter in your eyes-
ice flowers on your mouth.
it's nothing but some radiation,
nothing but a little
forgiveness-
reconciliation;
your hips like gunpowder,
explosive down the street...
cowboy, flick off ash, and
become, in the summer breeze,
perfect.
this is runoff, whatever.
writ by Inuyasha Cooks.
writ by Inuyasha Cooks.
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"ice flowers on your mouth" oh, that's lovely