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Jun 2010
your hot little hands shoot fire in through my genitals and out through my teeth.
i SCREAM.
i strain my spine in an electric arch.
my muscles - seared from the inside out, they stick together and to my skin.
i am contorted in flames, white-heat melting my eyeballs.

                                                      ­                          gasp it’s gone

i consist of a heart and lungs in frantic motion.
all the rest has died.
- april 2010
Written by
Restivo
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     D Conors and Restivo
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