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"unrepair" poems
Thoughts hang suspended in the air Like wires of unrepair And how im nothing more than a mourning prayer. Everything is still inside of there I don't care, I tightened and set the snare.
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Feb 28, 2015
Feb 28, 2015 at 8:36 PM UTC
Drown me in the bottle Of kerosene i left open on the table