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Jan 2015
What was it like to break open her heart,
the way you crack open an egg?
What was it like to fry the insides,
sunny side up,
and gobble it all up?
What was it like to throw out
the eggshells,
letting them wallow in the trash can,
never to recover?
**** eggs and hearts, how would u like your eggs, monsieur? scrambled, runny, omelette, sunny side up? hmmm...? just for some ******* i know :)

face down
by the red jumpsuit apparatus
Creep
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