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Jul 2014
Have you noticed the sculpture cut of bricks framed in your shadows
Watching you destroy yourself watching her glass eyes

With her fingers in your heart she loves you

She’s your strangling Jenny wrapping around your throat
Your the Rose digging it’s thorns into her *******.
Idaho, January.
Written by
Felix Sladal
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