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A Poem by Vish
Devil that rides my back,Snickering into my ear,Me, a senile hidden in a cradleAfraid of the grandpa clockOn the far, far wall.I stick a lollipop in m..
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A Poem by Vish
Sweet sickness that has me by the handleads to a void where metamorphosisis a wicked thing with wingsI step out into the night,a soda-stained shirt an..
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