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Jul 2014
II
yeah there are things you will never know
I am not a crystal flask, dear observer,
queer onlooker (but it's not like I'm the normal one)
you can try to peel back the skin and inquire of my interior just what fun I've been having
they're daily dives into a miserable variety and disclosing the rest
deserves a warning of graphic material to come
if you can handle that
lean in close
much closer
now
do you hear that?
silence
a terrible nothing
and that is all that is left

-c.j.
smallhands
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