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Oct 2014
A cold sweat body with bladed coils sinking teeth
remove myself from interior hate into exterior time
throbbing with self underneath
not a crime not a crime not a crime
string little berries on a thread
butterfly butterfly
the little bird said
wouldn't it be easier to be living..dead.
no idea what this is or where it came from. Meh..
Marie-Chantal
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   Elle, ---, Thomas EG, Rosie Dee, aar505n and 1 other
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