yesyesyes no not todayA Poem by Wraith.
There are thick black hairs growing on my palms
I'm an acrobat so I've somersaulted into my noose My skin is made of orange juice I place ropes in circles around my eyes would you like a cheese grater
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Added on January 14, 2015 Last Updated on January 14, 2015 AuthorWraith.warwickshire, United KingdomAbout“I have absolutely no pleasure in the stimulants in which I sometimes so madly indulge. It has not been in the pursuit of pleasure that I have periled life and reputation and reason. It has been.. more..Writing
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