

Ache, Disease, Break, AttackAre you having a good time? The balloons and the hats are not for show We are living on latex and cardboard Shoveling rats ito our mouthsAche, Disease, Break, Attack
Grieving, eating, feasting on our own anguish Breathing and spitting selfish tracks Of our clawing, splintered hands The sooner we exhale the sooner we can suck the dust back in


DennyA most delicate constellation from the ripples of praise is lost in a fashio she expected from none other than you in a god-like whir of might and cold righteous prestige. You boast and lay down your cries of change of will. To build your empire she must set each stone and mold herself into the walls. Hang from the beams. You watch nodding silently letting her work. She volunteered and slaved to the end Thankfully she was gone. Before her chance at parity. Soon enough one would pull at a sDenny


EvolutionThe orchestra opened notes dripping like yoke from the hatching shells screaming names of puddlesEvolution
she sanded your collar like a hand to hold as they sharpened their picks angrily cutting the chord
stumbling drunkenly your ignorance, precious dipping molded copper sinking in banks of bile
smiling through gaps and spitting rotten plastic into gravel-beaded faces linked through chains
innocent enough
we're brand new buddies.
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Please visit My Gallery
That's me. I own a vagina.
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It took me nine days to eat her entire body.
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