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featureless eyes propel borderline perverseness my finger breaks sharply as i press record the phone line stretched of its own accord stop and pause but don't turn back a whimpering couch held up by ropes emulsified beginnings of dreams and hopes she paints pain, holes lead to nowhere lesions torn, shriveled stalk, i care my shell broken, becomes hair, i tear ***** from my eyes into her mouth an acetate surfaces to the edge of my mind i cant speak or see, for i am blind ink, blood and snot slick my skin my mirror haunted by the perspex grin grab hold but the wrists are thin broken crushed swept under dead you mean nothing
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Mar 18, 2014
Mar 18, 2014 at 7:12 AM UTC
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featureless eyes propel borderline perverseness my finger breaks sharply as i press record the phone line stretched of its own accord stop and pause but don't turn back a whimpering couch held up by ropes emulsified beginnings of dreams and hopes she paints pain, holes lead to nowhere lesions torn, shriveled stalk, i care my shell broken, becomes hair, i tear ***** from my eyes into her mouth an acetate surfaces to the edge of my mind i cant speak or see, for i am blind ink, blood and snot slick my skin my mirror haunted by the perspex grin grab hold but the wrists are thin broken crushed swept under dead you mean nothing
2010
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Mar 18, 2014
Mar 18, 2014 at 7:12 AM UTC
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