| LOOKING GLASS
\r\n \r\n I’ll let you grow my shape: \r\nI trust your hands to know me more, \r\nYou stray from areas of open wound. \r\nYou are more familiar \r\nWith my contour taste \r\nYou’re screaming through your actions because you are \r\nDead at the sound of voice. \r\nDead at the sight of vision. \r\nDead by the time I came into the door. \r\nThe snakes form around your holes \r\nThe holes lead straight to your cavern \r\nYour cavern is filled up with rotted meat. \r\nIt’s a slow grow \r\nCounting all the distant parts \r\ntogether will find the one to march \r\nI feel alive in size",1]["mb"," \r\nI feel strength in decision \r\nSo you will grow my shape and I will be.......a fire \r\nfire \r\ngone \r\nher \r\ndead \r\n\r\n \r\n |
La Plasir Du Femme
\r\n \r\n How come no one else knows that there’s only been rain outside \r\nSlip on out slip on out, but they don’t mind \r\nWe all see colors they’ve faded now \r\nBut she shouldn’t have saved all her goodbyes \r\nThe fallen rain has smeared the page \r\nAs they all walked away. \r\n",1]"mb","Under the sun you sleep so quietly \r\nThe raining outside doesn’t wake you from the day \r\n(s)he needed proof of sleep, but when (s)he gets it (s)he’s over it. \r\nWe need a chemical solution for this problem. \r\nescape the jaws of your hungry lips \r\nlay black, and foremost you are my number 6 \r\ntear down the walls of your flowing trench \r\nI care...you don’t....where doesn’t time exist. \r\n\r\n \r\n
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