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i totally love you,
danyell wilbur


hand grenade, pt. 1with blood dripping down down around the edges split, tied, frayed, and worn with stench, rot, and genocide a puddle collective of all the shiney things special edition keyrings useless printed teeshirts and get 'em now baseball caps in her head, herself, her hand clutched like an egg a hand grenade heart ticking like the ants forward, forward, forward never looking back and the pin between her teeth perched on the edge like a tiger ready to leap but shot down at the hand of man like the hearts of the forgotten the still beahand grenade, pt. 1


vicodin somethingcocaine dreams heroin nightmares vicodin something darvoset scares underbelly up slit like pigs with lit cigarettes underfoot twigs and the dirty leaves fallen to rot on the ground seem so far from me lost and found it's in this dream i'll never wake from that i twist and writhe like insect scum self medicated into eternal turmoil beautiful torment like snakes i coilvicodin something


aimless endeavorI love the way your twisted little grin Sends shivers through my spine And the way when and where are As infinitive as space and timeaimless endeavor
But allowing myself to think this way Is as bold-faced a lie as “forever” Things have settled quiet now So ends this—my aimless endeavor


i told you soI am just a flaw in your character And it’s so hard to see when the light from my halo has been extinguished But I’m falling now Far from grace And soon the flame will guide me A drop of blood falls from my flesh and distracts you for a moment Distracts you from the things that are priority But as soon as a tear is shed, your attention shifts away from what matters most To the things that don’t concern us You leave me in your wake to drift and drown amongst these promises The ones you left behind The ones that dropped to the ground and shattered with my heart The heart yoi told you so

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Oh hungry? Oh Topato-too bad he is made of poison
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