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Open- ended guessing attempts, face planted swollen lips.
Guilt the pleasure,as she sways her hips
Curve the bullet so not to miss we wait chewing our fingernails to quick. Voices that deceive for longing in one memory the past lives in history. Around the corner seed to be sewn plant the vegetables to be grown. Empty the illusions of forever unknown shame fades as hate misplaced gut clenched in misery teeth fall to the floor not wanted anymore closer the minute changes the hour forgotten and seconds pain no more Focus not words explain showing cold the heart remains