Poem
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Dangerous Things To Love….
Let me explain simplyI was dead now alive.My music it was shredmaterial but I survive. I applaud the appealin turn it is but real.Silence of my chaosthe loss I have cost still. I’ll be burst by breadfed lies to my headbut my love of my eyeshas stolen me instead. Dangerous things tolove are a biting Continue reading
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GLYCERINE FIEND
Fearless were you,virgin little boy,eighteen years,made you employ. A joy to the eyein my eye I like.Here don’t despisethe eye enjoys spikes. Of light gleamssteam of a beamof light extremeenter like machine. Glycerine spillson skin where belongagain do fiends songhas righted wrongs. Take my sillyventures like a sail.Blow wind kill me,the lowly frail. But I Continue reading
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