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Apr 2013
So soft and plump
I want to throw up
Cobwebs clinging
To my skin
Glowing and fading
So delicate and
Locked up
Holes and spirals
Of where bugs have
Made their nests
My chest blooms
Blossoms
And my heart
Swells with
*evanescence
Evanescence - the event of fading and gradually vanishing from sight.
flynt
Written by
flynt  Olympia, WA
(Olympia, WA)   
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