A Streetcar Named Degeneration

A Poem by Akira Kodama

Desires

Bloody heart

Scabbed, yet pumping

Life's beautifully grotesque fluid

Beating, beating your mind to a pulp

Destroying yourself with your own defenses

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The heart gets beaten up a lot by so many things, and it's kind of gross to look at. Like life. But it's beautiful at the same time. Nice 100/100

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Added on October 3, 2015
Last Updated on October 3, 2015

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