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The notions, this sickness
Purifys the flies that blow white
Tinted versions of passing lights
Paralysed and bleached
Using fingers, gesture a welcome
Open shoulders symbolize nothing to trust
Not for my
Dislodged servant of moths
Drinking wine to the presence of…oxygen
And the power of troubled careless…mercy
Spitting dust from the diligent…wanderer
And the leaves are rolling into my…number
Rust slides down the ridged cracks…on my face
And I learn about vivid trespassing…trees
Nine times over my knee…scent and cement
I think I have the right flavour tonight
Shys like I can
With imaginary vessels
Be my emotion
Rather than my noose
Reapply my fist to my ass
Check for a girl inside with snow
A positive change to compulsive masturbation
Alarming you?
I know how the best.
The notions, this sickness
Purifys the flies that blow white
Tinted versions of passing lights
Paralysed and bleached
Using fingers, gesture a welcome
Open shoulders symbolize nothing to trust
Not for my
Dislodged servant of moths
Walls of cogent knowledge
Produce disease through the mind
Stimulate an action
To devise a short coalescence.
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