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Apr 2016
Crush your bones into a fine powder
Twit your mind in little strings, tie and tangle them
Gouge out your eyes, lie about sight
Shred your limbs, tie them like bows
Rip off your nails, glue on plastic
Keep lying
Keep it up
Stop breathing
Your lungs are just birthday balloons
Only needed for special occations
Luna Craft
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