When I Get Lost

July 17, 2011
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Flutter close, tickles of butterfly wings
Sherbet sunsets melting into the sea
Sandy toes and clothes, fingers tracing my lips.
No threats punching my ears
Tears threading through my hair
Curses vanish, hurt gets vacumed away along with your dirty kisses
When I get lost, strawberry flavored voices sing to me
And ironically enough,i can finally find myself

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