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Hypnotica
Hypnotica
The girl showed her fangs, most when alone
Her nails grew bigger, clear and they’re cold;
Escort; chaperone.
She showed her fangs when she got him alone
Clawing at skin; she’s ice and she’s cold
Showed her his doors and how they won’t close
Inside the living; curtains and carpets stained with cologne.
Epoxy the vase, stuck on the phone
Shirt into shre...
Saturday 29th October 2022 5:53 pm
I-95
It’s a bright day, brilliant colors all struck from sunrays
And the night which followed was quiet,
Cicadas ain’t out yet, I’m still figuring out how I hear the same sounds
Miles away and still hearing ringing and shouts.
I could never make sense how the skyline is loud
How the blue feels like it’s fighting the sun in a bout,
I watch it from a window while academic papers ar...
Tuesday 17th May 2022 4:04 am
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