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repulsive men drive mother mad i love blood behind my **** & summer sky & delirious whispers lathering like my incubated tongue- spring petals illuminate death to ask why she watched enormous floods produce the storm of her delicate yet frantic life- always beneath the pink sun & under black bed rock crying sweat & raw milk
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Jan 9, 2017
Jan 9, 2017 at 1:11 AM UTC
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repulsive men drive mother mad i love blood behind my **** & summer sky & delirious whispers lathering like my incubated tongue- spring petals illuminate death to ask why she watched enormous floods produce the storm of her delicate yet frantic life- always beneath the pink sun & under black bed rock crying sweat & raw milk
lydia-stephens
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Jan 9, 2017
Jan 9, 2017 at 1:11 AM UTC
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