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Apr 2020
she's come with a vengeance for being forgotten
how could you have forgotten your temptress
your Queen
your shadow
your own mind?
she formed you
she's all you have

how could you have forgotten her vacuous depths?
no defining end, devouring everything in her path
she knows no bounds
back home in her claws
wholly fixated on what you can see
solely her
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L  twin cities, mn
(twin cities, mn)   
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