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Jun 2022
To look in her eyes'
is to fall into a forest from space
A screaming daydream,
and a sensual nightmare
Her flesh in hues bourbon,
the streams of condensation
As inescapable as an event horizon,
as cataclysmic as a supernova
One night with her could be too much,
one lifetime with her wouldn't be enough
She's a no cheese, extra ketchup, add pickles fox,
and a stand up, fall down, **** this kinda of girl.
And my soul be ******,
if I can't be there when her world implodes
Written by
Jamison Bell
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