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Jan 2014
Disposable
I wish I knew nothing of her
Black lips and tired skin
Brokenhearted, a decomposed soul
So close to the end of the film
In the light she shrivels up
Revels in fear
Marvels in misfortune
Consumed by that soul eating parasite
Dawn arrives
The sun undresses herself
And my hero comes undone
A dead mass that burdens the earth
Now and forever
Disposable
catherine tramell
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