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the salt shaker (Free verse) by elizabethann

Your tears were so salty, I drank a glass or two. They burned all the way down. They rested in my stomach, eating at the lining. Your tears were so sad, I wanted to drink them all. To take away your pain. I wanted another glass or two.

horus8 17-Mar-03/4:05 PM
But can you play the marimba naked?




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