tammy-cusickWhisper

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*Piercing eyes / pale white gowns, / furrowed brow's
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Aug 23, 2019
The LeapWithered through these relinquished lips, / softly lays an embellished, embroidered, carcass. / Torn across flesh-like soil
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Aug 23, 2019
PresenceI've been recollecting myself / like mirrors in passing portraits I am only what I see, / The edges into the mast consumption,
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Aug 23, 2019
/The softer the skin, / The sharper the teeth, / Smiling back in a paradigm of grief.
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Aug 22, 2019
SoftBillowed down onto natures bust / a face full of dirt / a mouth full of maggots
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Aug 22, 2019
Heroine EyesGleaming upon ashed cigarettes / the smoke of your calloused lips burning against the back of my throat like hot coals / breathing you into my lungs had never felt so relaxing and painful at the same time
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Aug 22, 2019
EnstrangedSoft hands idling quietly by / snatching remnants of credibility / its cloak opaque to reflection
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Aug 22, 2019
***** FacesMarks smudge your face, / Your ***** / filthy mouth,
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Jun 5, 2017
Pale ButterfliesAnd without you I'd be blue, / Dead in the face staring onto You, / With your eyes so pale deeper than my soul,
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Jun 4, 2017
Concrete NoosesAnd if she were my world, / she'd be right in the center, / between the soil,
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Mar 29, 2017
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