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S Smoothie
Poems
Apr 2014
blurt
the blurts cut me more than ever.
ice and cold metal to my warm ferver
blurts of poisoned pain
they spatter me like paint on the floor
the colours change
but the pain moves the same.
flattend and spattered
pain on top of pain
blurt and blurt and blurt again.
hold that evil *******
swallow it down
I cant spread myself
any more than I am.
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