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Jun 2015
blank faced stone
staring at the lava from which it came
boiling white eyes
crusted, cooling hair
the changing mistress that he once was
her emotions motion the ocean
to break down his defined exterior
and reunite the blue sea with the red lake
for them to create, again
Doll Spaghetti
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Doll Spaghetti  fuckin akron
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