The Double Truth |
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I still taste you from the time
you painted my tongue
with your scarlet finger.
It cured my heart of innocence,
that single dose, and I have tasted it—
the double truth—ever since:
the bittersweet in the words
I cannot speak but stick
in my mouth like stones
I've learned to talk around.
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ResponderEliminarGO SUCKING THE FINGER'S DEAD SCARLET PAINTED ONE.
ResponderEliminarAliás, eu gosto muito de trutas...os amrericanos já dizem: IN GOD WE TRUTA"...
ResponderEliminarEu é mais é FRUTA!
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