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Anxious Midnight
Selling out in a waste land of neon Echoing across the pavement. Hollering from the 3rd floor apartments reflects through the alleys. The tar between her lips Falls beneath the ...
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child abuse
Birthmarks Almost a computerized response A convincing black stare, Keeps the stories in motion. Mother, sleeping with his demons Father, curled up in a womb Regurgitation crusts the plush She ...
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gambling
.nwod flesym dloh t'nac I Turned my pockets inside out, on the day they needed to be filled the most. My tree will not be nourished, and my sun will ...