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cus today I'm craving again
a piece of the androgin's tongue let her be female when coming across my tooth hanging in the yellow fields of sorrow beeing still here not even the white grass could make me resume a flower to it's motionless smile dance again in the collar bone of the ghost I'll be nowhere I'll be the pale pink in your marble carnival of dreams feeling the point like you could ever be to be inside twisting some shadows on your body's disappearence another eyelid holds the bunch of crystal tears one for every dying season even if you still taste raw as a crushed lamb runing on a cold brain or maybe just a cold way rainy and british of leaving you alone on the sofa with all my flesh poems
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