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the gap between the
curtains, it lets light
in - party lines drop out -
chatter about elite school
head girl’s upper thighs
decorated with bruises
after she left [how many]
nicks in (y)our flesh, did
you slice, did it gush
run clot flow drip
can I smear my hands in it
over you?
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where did you drop
the thousand kisses
I don't know if I'll see you (again)
when you cut that
deep does it hurt
that's life, they say
falling out and in of:
love
breath
words
in no particular order
wouldn't be dead for quids, and that's an order
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