pick up this doll and watch the girl dream. cups spill what holds, what holds, what holds tommorrow. clenching the fist, raising the brow. as glass enters
i told her to wait outside, pick wild flowers. i went upstairs and stripped all of my clothes off. i knew if i did not i would get her blood on them.
the sight, flawless face dragged i giggled, kissing my fingers, type c and saliva bubbling kissing my fingers find an easier way of dying, before you
from these bloody hills comes unmixed oil and water concentrated by abstract particles distilled through cross pollination
to return the favor. you hurt me horribly. i turned back, you killed me. i haven't for much, but i'll ask you this, why would you destroy your own best
the sacrifice dispelled. crippling. faulty. holyland. i am your martyr, your stigmata the tears turn to blood beneath my eyes. my body listens... as you
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flew overhead. roses drip black and children weep in awe at thier mother's side and tissues break. shows your ample wit. to get back at your bastards