In the event
that I am left parched of purpose
abirritate the parts of me that are left gaping.
and imply to me that not all hagiarchies are holy
and in the event
that I am kissed on the hand by a saint
that has been through the process of heterotransplantation
remind me that I long ago gave up the study of frogs.
because in the event
I am left with only those maliferous lips
that emulate cainotophobia
press me to say that I deserve to grow
In the event that all is pressuring me to shrink
Apr 24, 2016
Apr 24, 2016 at 9:00 PM UTC
In the event
that I am left parched of purpose
abirritate the parts of me that are left gaping.
and imply to me that not all hagiarchies are holy
and in the event
that I am kissed on the hand by a saint
that has been through the process of heterotransplantation
remind me that I long ago gave up the study of frogs.
because in the event
I am left with only those maliferous lips
that emulate cainotophobia
press me to say that I deserve to grow
In the event that all is pressuring me to shrink
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