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9 November 2014

Me, him and him.

Me, him and him under one roof,
which often makes our memory to spoof.

Our gesture,
will melt nature.

Our inhale,
is our exhale,
smoke, smoke  and smoke.

We remember of her,
as love and lust is her.

Bottles be plenty,
replacing them when empty.

We grew up eating wheat.
Lying on the bed,
fighting in/for the bed sheet.

Sleeping lousy,
walking drowsy..!

Hangover comes with stay-over and
makeover enhancing to trip-over.

Me,him and him is all indeed,
in/as every deed...!

                                                                               by Me.