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Apr 2016
Impending doom reeks
Of a stench I cannot erase
Enswathed in condensed
Dithery smog
A chasm sighs open
As vast as the blue
In which I submit
To the pull of the tide
Without sound
Fade into ether
Exhale

Fathomless sentiment
Lingers in the trenches
Of a vacuous chest cavity
Devouring what remains
This freezing flame
Beneath skin,
Seething mercury
The wordless ache
Contained in the belly's pit.
The Noose
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The Noose  32/F/Standing on the gallows
(32/F/Standing on the gallows)   
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       Hannah Payne, ---, ---, mikecccc, Nikki Pingrey and 18 others
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