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wildewolves
Poems
Nov 2018
my ears bleed
I drag the blade of this razor across my skin, coaxing out melodies like the strings of a bow across the length of a violin.
Iβm a composer now; Iβm the whole ******* orchestra β conductor and everything.
I direct the siren song
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wildewolves
23/Neither/around
(23/Neither/around)
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