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Mar 2012
I have the mouth of a whale
so come crawl inside.

I'll eat you up;
wrap your body in my skin
like a tuxedo on New Years Eve
Wear my bow as your tie
and inhale my blood like wine

Dance Freely

Control my mind
and leave some of your mind in mine

When you crawl back out
and walk away, drenched wet in my spit,
you'll leave my skin in the pile of ***** laundry
on your bedroom floor.
Peyton Leigh Stille
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Peyton Leigh Stille  Minneapolis
(Minneapolis)   
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