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my god is a vengeful entity she abuses polyester just to make it weep she bloodies her fingers on the crooked bones of shame and feeds her broken nails to the hungry and bereaved my questions are formed but never asked for to say those words out loud would violate the trust that we have built so precariously upon a bed of dirty rice my beloved will hold me close though her arms are stalks of maize too disheveled to comply when that fever comes around we'll be creased and leather-bound and when that wind begins to sing we'll know our days are numbered in terms divisible by five |
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| Doar |
I like this. . |
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