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Exists some beauty in the thoughtOf puncture wounds and blood,Of salty tears of mortal fears,Of wickedness in floods.I know it's there but cannot sayE..
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There are times alone my mind decidesHe must go take a stroll,And leaves my body's blank-eyed stareTo touch all he beholds.He flows out hovered above ..
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What fun! the creatures made behindThe sculpting of our hands:The silhouette carnivore, crouched,Preying on the man,Or if we are less sinister,--those..
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I want to breathe airInto your mouthAnd down into your lungs.I see your wife--I see the knife--And other cruelties doneDeterred, I’m not.Afraid,..
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SingsongCrank it upOblivion draws nearGossamer blush,No need to rush--Content, we’ll listen hereFor like the groom,Thinking honeymoon"So little ..
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Can you hear the murmur churning,Emerging like the stars,Springing forth on flower buds.Born is the summer hum.Feel seductive vibrationsKneading hope ..
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Those on deathbeds, why so grave?You whimper to deaths door.Don't you recall our brazen stepsCrossed through it once before?Voices wailing, fists sail..
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Consciousness is falling brains fromGhostly mountains aboveAnd when two lonesome drops collideAnd plummet as one, there's loveBut if you find no one's..
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Son, sprawled out, torpid on the sofa,Eyes glazed in gossamer film,Do you now bemoan your beautiful living?Do you now despise your excessive pondering..
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Mechanical man,Hurling gun-magnetMitts,Drunk in late-night rants,Eying gals,Mouthing politics,TitsWife, dying hair,Kid, ashen, slitWrist,In the tub,Dy..
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