Approximately Forever
–C.D. WrightShe was changing on the insideit was true what had been writtenThe new syntax of loveboth sucked and burnedThe secret clung around themShe took in the smellWalking down a road to nowhereevery sound was relevantThe sun fell behind them nowhe seemed strangely movedShe would take her clothes offfor the camerashe said in plain englishbut she wasn’t holding that snake
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