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Jun 2014
rip these skins  
  glued upon
    my pale,
paled  w r i s t s
    lined
    with trains of
    dried-up
    closed self-
inflicted  w o u n d s
    and smother
    me in air of
pretty  p h r a s e s
     that depict
     life and
t r a g e d y
07.Jul.12. 20:29.
(c) nate k. 2012
nate k
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nate k
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