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Sep 2012
I will tell you the story of a girl who sold her soul to the world.
A girl who let the crows
love the heart from her chest,
who let the buzzards
walk with the skin from her feet,
who let the maggots
embrace the nape from her neck.

A girl who danced.
Who ******,
who lived without breathing
while the world watched
through screens smaller than her heart,
and loved the parts of her that still flushed
with the heat of her once beating heart.
Written by
TJ King  Portland, Or
(Portland, Or)   
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