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| Sunday, October 7, 2007 |
| pact |
they won't leave me alone,
the violent angels
with steel wings
that hurt my face.
the winter of our distress,
our sickness and
we, the problem children
wandering around.
i cut my veins to show you
there's still life in this
scorched, frowned
recipient
we call body.
help me kill the angels
and melt their wings,
we'll make us weapons
and rule the dead. |
posted by Maharet @ 4:49 PM   |
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