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a hideous beast wakes in the depths of my heart. crawling from the shallow grave I buried him, silent and dark, tip toes on guitar strings. he shoots through my brainstem like ****** intoxicating my dreams, gnawing his teeth. I thought you were dead!? why are you here!? ©Dylan Whisman
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Nov 2, 2015
Nov 2, 2015 at 7:34 PM UTC
Thought you were dead
a hideous beast wakes in the depths of my heart. crawling from the shallow grave I buried him, silent and dark, tip toes on guitar strings. he shoots through my brainstem like ****** intoxicating my dreams, gnawing his teeth. I thought you were dead!? why are you here!? ©Dylan Whisman
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Nov 2, 2015
Nov 2, 2015 at 7:34 PM UTC
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