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Give me peace.
Snow White.Β
Nose slimes, chem drips down my throat slice.
Sniffling spit the blow fly.
Cascades of emesis, Sinus bled red . Sniffing flakes of flesh an flem.Β
Razor stained, Tickling my neck again,
As I Dance with death.
The phantom stands demands my breath.Β
Wrestling the mirrors reflect.
Stare still into the pillars of wreck.Β
Spirits turn spirit-less,Β
Liquor fill, Spill and drench.Β
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Monday 19th June 2017 9:24 am
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