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Summer in Boston is the constant running sound of fans
I catch some guys eye in the reflection in the window of the train
I’m not a monster
Drunk, I walk to a nearby park and read Jane Austen in a tire swing
Love me, need me
I’m not a monster
Filling holes to leave craters

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last updated 22 July 2012 - 1:33am
©22 July 2012 - 12:53am — lisapaints
22 July 2012 - 2:05am — Beavis
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Good poem!

"Filling holes to leave craters" what a great line! I look forward to reading more of your work!

22 July 2012 - 1:20am — SSmoothie
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this is terribly

this is terribly disjointed... but,

I LOVED IT ALL!!! a striking and interesting way to put things! great write!! cheers SS filling holes... just love it!

Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."

22 July 2012 - 1:03am — ashes_theartofb...
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You just..

Not a monster,
but a friend to a fiend.
Always dancing.
Always wrestling with the demon beside me.

You just opened the cavity in my heart,
and poured in new inspiration.

This was wonderful!
The line that held me most was:

I catch some guys eye in the reflection in the window of the train.

Brilliant.
This stood out most to me,
because it always happens.
Wish I thought of it.
=^.^=

"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo

22 July 2012 - 1:12am — lisapaints
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thanks! that's really nice of

thanks! that's really nice of you c: