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Waspmouth
you’re a hookworm in human skin stealing away the life I called mine softest teeth making blabbering nonsense to hook into their attention as the snake around your neck grins to hide how your taking what not yours your grubby nubby hands reaching veins to open their doors as hearts now open to one who…
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Chepliev
Dilute my the bitter bile and lavender petals rolling down my throat Every petal melting with the bile water making a lake of sobbing bleeding pups Sorry for everything as you sit whipping your family into submission and trial Echoing sounds of the whip like jagged black rotten teeth Reading into every crack and whimper…
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Sandsworn
I see red and my lungs are filled with scarlet ashes Teeth fallen out as my eyes stray from the lake As I pick at the holes in my skin thin tight gashes I lay here to ponder why the maggots eat me in my wake Or the axe in my head as it teeters…
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Urchins for eyes
I sleep in your arms your hair a lions mane A miasma of slumber overtakes me As I wish to feed you the blood from my vein My love for you pouring out into the sea And My urchins for eyes lay still and quiet Leaving the noise of the world with the riot I…
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Frostsand
Free my tithes to any earthen sand just to let your smooth face grace my eyes Running In bitterness through waves of desolation just so I can curl upon you Only for you my love my honeysuckle shaking sweetly amongst the pearls Saint amongst my lips to say your name to keep me covered when…
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I’ll love you better when I’m dead
To think about how dearly you hold me Unnecessarily latched to my heart Like a withering leech drinking poison So I can only hold you when I’m cold And Finally a burden to be free And No longer a wasteful heavy bag With Lava seeping through my cracks and edges So I will only be…
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Golden autumn streets
Tender notes of brown sugar taint my feet Crumpling beneath me Flaked memorials now fly down the street Fallen from the tree Golden apples rotting to take a seat Breathe in the spice spree let her voice speak for you and reap your wheat
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Processed sugar
Ground my tongue to sugar With caramel Like the hooks on a butcher
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A verdant rose under moonlight
A perfect black night to be obsessed A greenish rose barely confessed They Know just what to suggest Just To leave me distressed My obsessions nest In briars rest With a crest Undressed Stressed
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Is this what Russia is?
Take in the brisk frigid air as clouds dance in The broken bottles of glass line streets Liveliness lining the sidewalk Loudly shouting down for you Bittersweet coldness Frosting the skin Lining the sheets To only hold you for what you were made for in pure delight While you writhe in the snow for someone…