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| hitting | hurts against my pee pee. | 991121 |
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| Scorched GanderSnout |
-- Been turned on and prone to be forgotten. -- |
000114 |
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| old hick | The burn ward smelled like the biology hall in high school. As if they were preserving all the patients in jars. | 000215 |
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| anonymous | my brain...after a day of school or a fun filled night at Sarah's house. | 001228 |
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| god | my old nickname | 001229 |
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| charcoal sun | my fingertips after i held them against a boiling hot tea pot because i had nothing better to do. | 040616 |
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| shivers |
to a crisp there is nothing left alive |
040617 |
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| story of eau |
molten beeswax images on wood panel and scarlet soft skin. |
040625 |
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| notme | bois brulés | 040625 |
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each time the wind changes direction, more of my ashes scatter away | 040626 |
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| demonic | burnt offerings to a dead god | 040626 |
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| .&. | burnt_hand | 050110 |