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the artificial lights of heavens in your hospital bed sitting there looking pretty smoking uselessly thin cigarettes fell asleep on the taped pattern of the ****** scene twenty-seven stabs shrunken ribs in filthy sheets the clergymen sang your name in echoing prayers your wedding pictures are a horror movie shotgun once shotgun twice does your husband look at you when you wear your satin and lace? he hasn't seen what i've seen running away in your gown forever fantasising of what we could have been once twice
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Jul 20, 2025
Jul 20, 2025 at 4:35 PM UTC
mephistopheles
the artificial lights of heavens in your hospital bed sitting there looking pretty smoking uselessly thin cigarettes fell asleep on the taped pattern of the ****** scene twenty-seven stabs shrunken ribs in filthy sheets the clergymen sang your name in echoing prayers your wedding pictures are a horror movie shotgun once shotgun twice does your husband look at you when you wear your satin and lace? he hasn't seen what i've seen running away in your gown forever fantasising of what we could have been once twice
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