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Jun 2016
Homelely lonely snaggle-tooth smile
Tongues urging words forward
Surging as an ardent sword
Swimming in saliva
Ivory incisor
Cruel cuspid
Fangs
And sharpened islands
Teeth

Decalcified
Recalcitrant

There's an empty feeling in a mouth

Provender as a need

Viscious victuals

Forget the taste
Remember appetite
Just when you feed
Don't eat but devour
Mulling molars
Curious carnassials
Fangs
Longing for the flavor of flesh
Teeth

Putrescent
Holy cavity

There is an empty feeling in a mouth

Eat all you can

While you can

Take full bites
And swallow whole
I am sure as day no one will grasp the depth of the message, still, I hope I made the words sound pretty in a mind

Buncha punks if you ask me
Torin
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Torin  charlotte NC
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