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Apr 2018
His smile distorts his face,
Masking the meaning of his words
Like a lampshade;
They are dimmer, but the brightness
Still reaches out to claw my eyes,
His disembodied voice pours in my ears
Just as harshly.
Ignore, ignore, ignore the grating
And laugh-

Laugh at the notion
That anything escaping
That black hole of a mouth
Holds any significance-

Any value;
Because when it is
Delved into, there is nothing
On the other end.
Demon Grl
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Demon Grl  18/F/in between
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