thepinklocust

Crosses cast kind shadows on crooked smiles,
smiles that sqirm in my eyes,
smiles that seem to be hiding something,
smiles of a 240 pound mob boss,
the smiles that make noises inaudible to the untrained ear,
churning smiles sailing down rapids of acid reflux,
it's almost epic...or at least it would make a good book,
mission impossible never knew so many double agents,
cloriform...
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I'm sick, and I think my beard is getting back at me because I shaved it off.