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Elevator Love Letter

When I think of you, love turns into liquid form. Leaking into me like a toxic water flood.

Everyone I love gets an organ...

My heart is already taken.
But my brain or lungs are fair game.

The weather man is calling for tornados today. It. Fits. My. Mood. Perfectly.

11:32 a.m. - 2013-01-30

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