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Apr 2020
Tell me again how your lips passed down holy writs into my spine.

i dare you to

Instruct me on how I'm supposed to dress, looking into the mirror cracked up like an old tired clown.

feed me spoil me

Undo the ropes that fester into my skin, tell me about the colours that emerge.

that same old fragrant mouth

Make me a cure for wellness, tell me how I'm wrong again, how the words don't rhyme anymore with your chains tearing into my flesh again

the same stench of rotting meat

Full of crystals from the salt of sweat


Subsumed in pain
I leave these words to you
Never will I go back again.
"You've applied the pressure, to have me crystallized."
"And you've got the faith, that I could bring Paradise."
Don't forgive, don't forget.
I curse you with this love.
May 2017.
Batchelor
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Batchelor  30/M/Singapore
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