i rip my spine and spoon it over my cup of teaA Poem by winter;lyra
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don't care about life and death i rip my spine and spoon it over my cup of tea sleep relief a way of pleasure lack pristine slack redeemed tripping over certain grim i spit on my feet curse myself to disbelief oh i read my sins i am my priest my exorcist © 2018 winter;lyra |
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Added on January 24, 2018 Last Updated on January 24, 2018 Author
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