

-Storm Inside-Heavy valves chug black blood.. capillaries thick with coming thunder.-Storm Inside-
Dark rains dont bring clarity. Sopping buildings fall inward.
Implode my chest.
Wet earth between fingers. Maggots crawl, feeding upon
soggy cotton candy and brick.
No new life
crawls forward. The dirty things die. And I die.
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Dark Star Poetry Forum - [link]
Anyway, I'm still on PV, so I can be found there.
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I've learned that when life hands you lemons, a bird will always shit in your lemonade.
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Into every life a little rain must fall. I must be living for several people.
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Appreciate sex, don't destroy it.
hewwo
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for great justice.
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I'm not a monster, but I wouldn't like to disappoint you.
xo!
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an antique arms and armor expert
xo!
shane
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an antique arms and armor expert
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