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Traini drank a bottle of stars and found myself breathless; 45 minutes on the train.Train
a large red woman sits down beside me, muttering lamentations from her childhood to which i reply i drank a bottle of stars, and I'm going absolutely nowhere. she coughs and shifts in her seat her fat thighs growing enormous in the aisle the train stops she huffs puffs and leaves (thank god.) his reflection in the glass has shifted maybe it's the wine.
fuck what's the time? the screen skips and flashes epileptic nightmares he mentions breakfast. one
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ButcherI've been had; a slice of breast for the tricky butcher, he's got me by my little wrist; I sit amongst chopped liver, leg of lamb, at $1 per pound we wont be missed. Little girls are his specialty; he sets traps in fake names and expensive cars, snaring the delicate thigh; cutting the flesh with expert precision and a brute's war cry. My heart is beating loud -Butcher
the sign to load his gun, (she's on the run, heading underground!) I make off with the gash in my chest and his Mercedes goes on for another round; scanning the playground for this we
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HerHe wants her, This won't resolve; Pictures flicker through his head. His mind revolves, They exchange words And it evolvesHer
Terrified Afraid to speak The past comes back
And he can't sleep Haunted now It's still within, The past comes back He won't dive in. Petrified This won't begin Until he feels He's for-given.
He wants her This won't resolve Pictures flicker through his head. His mind revolves, They exchange words And it evolves.
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good morning, my lovei awake from fitful sleep to see my love framed in a doorway filled with clouds of steam and incadescent lightgood morning, my love
my eyes travel down her petite frame
the twirls of auburn and chocolate accented with wild white strands still shedding rivers of water down her neck damp ears dangling their tiny hoops and waiting for my lips heavy breasts formed like teardrops of the greatest joy in shades of alabaster and blush smooth and soft like a waiting kiss radiating the warmth of love and blood and scalding
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