

so highdeliberately entwined by the glue on the hot tin roofso high
birds' feet sticking to the troubles
in my head
scalpel pursuing the sticky strings,
meant to capture all the tainted things
while fairy wings are fluttering, straining away from capture.
it's a sordid sort of finicky and festering fiends seeping so softly through my skull.


today, todayThere are so many ravinestoday, today
to cross on the way to the cliff-drop; and drop down, drop fast, drop earnestly, drop with the intent of dying.
Today we are so tired
of peers and pressure suppression, possession awkward anvils weighing down our coattails. Tomorrow we will not be breathing.
The storyline is life and death. The climax is forever dwelling on "Should I presently resuscitate or reiterate my need for grave-fresh dirt?" An


halloween.1. bats erupt from the breastbone of a panicked full moonhalloween.
2. wind-up key, blood trailing from her lip to her ankle
3. a fringed gourd, a pool of wax melts within candle heart
4. a skeleton strapped to my back- skull divided by midnight migraine
5. puppy in a costume- winged like a fat bumblebee
6. a cat balances upon the roof, waiting for


hello ragdoll girl.Hello ragdoll girl I wish I could help you now But the time has runhello ragdoll girl.
Away over the Mountains and planets and stars Just to get far from
You and your pretty, But hideous, skin and your Atrocious freckles.
Hello ragdoll girl I want you to know that I Am being honest
With you. I couldn't Starve you, so I wanted to Cram you full of love
And attention to Fulfill your desires so You would leave me to
Wallow in my own Misery. Hello ragdoll Girl; it's wonderful
To see you too. I


We think we know loveLove is still loving your first wife and kids but then wishing she would get married and stung by bees and and well die im sry to say. Love at times when we think we know love its irrational and sometimes not kind to our frame Love is saying many words at times just to fill space Love is a memory like playin some game Love love so much much is saying something like "I love you I love you you bitch." Love so much that you want to kill that person or maybe die for them and shoot yourself cause they left the marriage. Love is taking rat poison in your forbidden systemWe think we know love
and l
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it's a little bit whoa.
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it's a little bit whoa.
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Tali
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it's a little bit whoa.
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Muffin kits!
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it's a little bit whoa.
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Muffin kits!
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