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Jul 2017
Basically
I'm the
disease

your
poor heart
could not

pump,
process,
or purify

the
tasteless
something
in the water

waste drains
exit into your water

Put you in duress,
the deviant disaster,
the master depravity,
the agender **** toy,
smiling sodomite

offered only carnal
distress for your innocence,
trash for your
sacred naivete


(but I'm not wrong . am i // am i .)
grind grind grind grind grind
rust rust rust
Zero Nine
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Zero Nine  27/Non-binary/Portland, OR
(27/Non-binary/Portland, OR)   
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