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wrecked wild wretched witch

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we are hideous but we have art   we are fiends but there are still songs   we are human but we can find buts in all even in the artless and songless * everyone is tired from everyone being tired so sleep in my arms and retire * everything is a metaphor for death … Continue reading →

a song

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absorbing all light and eyes she radiates the deconstruction of self for the construction of i dressed in deep black lip stick that only the universe matches spreading into a nothing that is shared between us no matter how much i stare hoping for a shooting star and knowing full well that she is probably … Continue reading →

the figure of figures

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she wants my body but it busts by being somebody else who allows himself to be her anybody   i ask who is that   nobody * write like no one is reading and know that at least one less is if you don’t * the saddest song requires a listening ear to make it … Continue reading →

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