sleeping on iodine
the shadows
are my
blood
now
your brand of
murder
was only
supposed to be
skin
deep
yes, this is what it's like
every day
inside my skull
a dinner guest
at your table of purgatory
[eat me alive]
NB @ 1:37 PM
Monday, May 21, 2007
cut open,
sleeping on iodine
the shadows
are my
blood
now
your brand of
murder
was only
supposed to be
skin
deep
yes, this is what it's like
every day
inside my skull
a dinner guest
at your table of purgatory
[eat me alive]
sleeping on iodine
the shadows
are my
blood
now
your brand of
murder
was only
supposed to be
skin
deep
yes, this is what it's like
every day
inside my skull
a dinner guest
at your table of purgatory
[eat me alive]
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where did you go, little bird of praise?
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