the winter brings the night and we hide from the light. scrape off the dead flesh with finger nails and needles to keep the love fresh. when i die drag my corpse to the sea, maybe she'll keep it warm for me. a lullaby for an old dead sky will lull us thru our goodbye. we can run until time is extinct. the wind plays...
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zazie:
hello how are you fellow floridian
themadarab:
i bought amo from jesus christ at the fair grounds, the air was spiraling through this dimension with a sullen disposition. two miles down the dirt road, heavy with the stench of the mire, i found the virgin mary in a bordelo, bathing in blood and ejaculating obsceneties. the reptiles embrace me, i find this discourse infectious. crowned by my imperfections, a prisoner of the...
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like little rays of sunshine, the suicide girls give me hope that humanity is still recognising the beauty in deviant behavior