| claw | ||
| in a silent way |
you find strange abrasions on the skin crooked red lines that lead nowhere they could pass for the work of some angry feline creature or a mildly sadistic lover with nails that stray from the obvious places only you do this to yourself while your body sleeps and your mind is busy making movies |
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| ... | ||
| unhinged |
echoing_thought the scar_garden is faded to the faintest white, but the urges that created it are rising again |
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