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May 2013
crude words written on the tablets
cheats stuffed in the ballots
swirling glass of wine until
the ballet is the her only talent
threw a challenge at the mountain
revenge was her mask
snakes became antidotes
poison in the flask.

evil ingenuity staring off line
stripping the magnetic links
my sphinx, a catatonic palace
crooked vowels, my larynx torn shut
fruits become evil when love turns malice.

racing with the moment
speeding within the second,
her lips crashed on the cave of my chest
blessings turned to lessons
extremities that matched my thoughts
only wore them on the weekend
dressed in perfection
i ****** out her mind,
deemed it a weapon.
HOLYFUCKINGTERROR
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