A paper moon, hung by thread in the cardboard sky.

 

A paper heart, crumpled in my hand. A paper arm, that I extend. You reach for my paper arm, and it tears. A fragile paper girl, with an even more fragile, paper heart.
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June 30, 2009

  • Kaitlyn, she is gonna kill her own babies.
On the side;
Kaitlyn!
You are gonna have super black babies. All of them, will be black.

:)

    Kaitlyn, she is gonna kill her own babies.

    On the side;

    Kaitlyn!

    You are gonna have super black babies. All of them, will be black.

    :)

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