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I was holding you when you sprung a leak and dripped, like… 
20th-Jan-2005 10:41 am
dragons
I was holding you when you sprung a leak
and dripped, like concentrate down my arm
from a drink just frozen enough to crack
and seep half-crystals and liquid free
and touch my clothes and my face,
sticky, sweet,
I was holding you when you sprung a leak
and now you're everywhere
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