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Spaghetti knots

pray for prayers

if i don’t die

before mediocrity kills me

please ensure to end me yourself

for then i will look at you happily

knowing that you are doing to me

what no mediocre person ever

would do

*

i drank a bit

but it left eventually

to weep into the floor

sprawling smells which brag

of existence and the eventual

lack of it

in the same way your perfume

still lingers

until it is all inhaled

in hungry greedy wild

sobs that refill

the bottles that will be bit

again

*

if there is anything learnt

from history

it is that often

there is nothing learnt

from history

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About kacperniburski

I am searching for something in between the letters.

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