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Mar 2015
take this and put it on your shelf:
fruit was not nearly as sweet to eat
as you were.

your lips turn gunmetal grey
when my hands are at your throat
and my teeth are at your mouth.
your eyes are blue turning green turning red.

it’s very cold where you are
and where are you, when you’re not near me?
you’re going to have to pay the price
for wandering away from me.

i’m saving you, don’t you see?
saving you for when i’m hungry.
saving you for when you’re ripe.

see, here’s the thing.
your heart was just made to be eaten.
it’s not my fault you’re
so
delectable.
xeron
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xeron  australia
(australia)   
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     Vervain, ---, Realeboga M and xeron
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