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Life ****** out of eyes Throat burning exquisitely From the volitional disgorging Hit a new low On this very day Left the door standing ajar And more demons of consumption trickled in Swift rhythmic beating Of a delicate heart Hand on chest Out of breath Sliding into bed To let it engulf me I pray to fall into a deep torpor It has been a rough decade.
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Dec 27, 2013
Dec 27, 2013 at 4:20 PM UTC
Deep Torpor
Life ****** out of eyes Throat burning exquisitely From the volitional disgorging Hit a new low On this very day Left the door standing ajar And more demons of consumption trickled in Swift rhythmic beating Of a delicate heart Hand on chest Out of breath Sliding into bed To let it engulf me I pray to fall into a deep torpor It has been a rough decade.
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Dec 27, 2013
Dec 27, 2013 at 4:20 PM UTC
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