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Oct 2013
me on the blaze
books piled high by your father
what does he have against self help
of the devine kind
he knows only you can save yourself

your mother cackling in the background
smashing vinyl on her knees
i knew she hated sinatra
but so does she hate baragin bins?
or does she know music is the portal to the soul

your little sister
beating the usual villagers
diminishing them to gold and ***
if i had a shell for everytime i wanted to shoot her
my idea of toddlers would change and my pockets
would pull my pants down
there standing pantless
embarresed in front of my lovers family
my love knew just what to so

she screamed "swarm"
before they drained my blood while still  warm

now i live whenever
sleep wherever
eat whoever
**** however

no limits except the last night i fed
weighing on me like an empty gas tank
light for all the sake of irony in that word

i love you , soul
why did i ever leave you.

serenity stares back wipping the blood from her mouth
and she said the most intelligant thing she ever said
"dont regret your evils, unless you want to let them define you"
the skin still healing from the new chestpeice ink
says
"i will defile you"
the guardians on my back said
Frances Apparitions Blackheart
Written by
Frances Apparitions Blackheart  Horse ✞ Canyon ✞ U✞ah
(Horse ✞ Canyon ✞ U✞ah)   
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