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the fool.
By anaksunamun
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depression rings smelling like matches and gentlemen betrayed
seashell and cocaine, lightning and tiny death
you are hell in my head
hell in my head
hell in my head.
please let me sleep repurposed, you may choose, wherever my body fits.
this faint is so rotting,
so viciously handsom
the feeling of your praying hands.
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Copyright 2015 anaksunamun
Published on Monday, February 9, 2015.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
sorry for the rain.Comments on "the fool. "
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On Tuesday, January 2, 2018, Cassette
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wrote:
"please let me sleep repurposed, you may choose, wherever my body fits." this, &the praying hands... you are definitely going to sleep comfortably in my favorites list from now on.
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A former member wrote:
This is as charming as its subject.
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A former member wrote:
...maybe he is trying to keep his hands warm.
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On Sunday, February 15, 2015, Devilish
(2633) wrote:
You just became a favorite after just one read.. hello there im Devilish
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