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The ache, The zing through the pelvis Trapped in an evergreen Transcending into the pillow Light is Black Black is light The brain has slithered from the skull Out the ear, leaving a wet trail The bliss The suspended body transfixed on the ceiling Eyes small like buttholes Writhing in angst Rolling in filth Buzzing in a field The ********
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Nov 4, 2013
Nov 4, 2013 at 7:25 AM UTC
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The ache, The zing through the pelvis Trapped in an evergreen Transcending into the pillow Light is Black Black is light The brain has slithered from the skull Out the ear, leaving a wet trail The bliss The suspended body transfixed on the ceiling Eyes small like buttholes Writhing in angst Rolling in filth Buzzing in a field The ********
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Nov 4, 2013
Nov 4, 2013 at 7:25 AM UTC
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