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poems from my new book...
There's a room where people go to do something beautiful and special.
They go there to commit suicide.
I caught a glimpse of it in a vision after a vodka night when Emma had forsaken me.
The white wood walls are blood splattered.
Daylight comes thru gaps in a boarded up window by a corner.
A small curved potato peeler knife is what everyone uses.
Such a wicked an...
Thursday 28th November 2013 1:30 pm
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