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			just mercedes Unregistered
 
 
		
 
	 
	
	
		our bloodbright red a week ago -
 now black
 
 
 your love draws blood
 and weakens me - I must go
 back to black
 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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 your love draws blood
 and weakens me - I must go
 back to black
 
 
 
 this picture of us leaning back
 too far
 we fall
 blood mixed with glass our love falls after us
 
 
 
 
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		this picture of us leaning backtoo far
 we fall
 blood mixed with glass our love falls after us
 
 as hard as I try
 as much as I know
 I can't quite imagine this exact fall
 again leaning against nothing at all
 
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		as hard as I tryas much as I know
 I can't quite imagine this exact fall
 again leaning against nothing at all
 
 I thought you said "it was a wall"
 now you tell me it was "nothing at all"
 when I was little you said I was tall
 you've set me up to watch me fall
 
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		I thought you said "it was a wall"now you tell me it was "nothing at all"
 when I was little you said I was tall
 you've set me up to watch me fall
 
 
 From the third floor terrace at our local mall;
 I saw him push you, I saw you fall.
 They'd dressed you sweet, like a china doll;
 A Dior dress and a white silk shawl.
 
 
 
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			just mercedes Unregistered
 
 
		
 
	 
	
	
		From the third floor terrace at our local mall;I saw him push you, I saw you fall.
 They'd dressed you sweet, like a china doll;
 A Dior dress and a white silk shawl.
 
 Your head made a sound like a bowling ball
 pushing pins down a mall in Senegal
 where homes made way for an urban sprawl
 and white privilege means nothing at all.
 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		means nothingwhen you spout words
 refrigerator
 
 my refrigerator is not cool
 it's boring and out of date
 it turns my jelly into mush
 it's mean and full of hate
 
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		my refrigerator is not coolit's boring and out of date
 it turns my jelly into mush
 it's mean and full of hate
 
 
 the answer to life
 (or at least my part of it)
 hides in the fridge
 and the jelly's part of it
 
 
 
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		the answer to life(or at least my part of it)
 hides in the fridge
 and the jelly's part of it
 
 summertime flowers --
 in the fridge,
 a mycologist's garden
 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		summertime flowers -- in the fridge,
 a mycologist's garden
 
 The English mycologist Tom
 examined the spores in his palm.
 With a spark in his eyes
 he declared them a prize,
 just a lick turned his dirge to a psalm.
 
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		The English mycologist Tomexamined the spores in his palm.
 With a spark in his eyes
 he declared them a prize,
 just a lick turned his dirge to a psalm.
 
 The English mycologist Tom
 had licked all the spores on his palm.
 Then he said his goodbyes
 as he met his demise,
 for the spores, they were anthrax from Guam!
 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		The English mycologist Tomhad licked all the spores on his palm.
 Then he said his goodbyes
 as he met his demise,
 for the spores, they were anthrax from Guam!
 
 The English mycologist Tom
 had a life line as long as his palm.
 Immune to each bug
 that slipped under his rug,
 an anti-bacterial bomb.
 
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		He used to play ruggerThe old toadstool hugger
 But try as he might
 When the line was in sight
 He always bombed out
 Poor bugger
 
Oh what a wicket web we weave!
 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		beware taking bitesof the old toadstool
 upon which I sit
 
 beware of Fly Agaric
 she's pretty but she bites,
 Psilocybin is a more fun guy
 full of magical delights
 
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		the winding waychambers of magical delights
 only those who know
 beware
 
 
 beware the fear of the unknown
 within these chambers or without
 it hides the magic of this world
 
 
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		beware the fear of the unknownwithin these chambers or without
 it hides the magic of this world
 
 beware of dogma
 unless you carry
 a big stigma
 
My new watercolor: 'Nightmare After Christmas'/Chris
 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		beware of dogmaunless you carry
 a big stigma
 
 stigmata --
 pollen grains
 in the vernal air
 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		vernal airas pure as
 a virgins smile
 
 Verna, the fallen whore,
 smiles as she burns the meth--
 now that is pure.
 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		Verna, the fallen whore,smiles as she burns the meth--
 now that is pure.
 
 fallen heroine sleeping
 on the electric fire -
 she burns brightly
 
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			just mercedes Unregistered
 
 
		
 
	 
	
	
		fallen heroine sleepingon the electric fire -
 she burns brightly
 
 Autumn fires
 unplugged -
 electric heroin
 sleep
 
		
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