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Rated: E · Poetry · Legal · #1522922

Beware the censor, my son.

Ethereal eyes pressed
to the glass of my
infinitesimal reality

staring, wild dances
into the tainted ochre
blood of my beating soul

contaminated beast!
Why bring emphasis
to my eternal failure?

curdling my life’s milk
with your observations
get your eyes

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