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sixteen
Sixteen lives,
now I throttle the last beyond my horoscope,
fingering new avenues to bleed,
my servant paves the way,
a nose to carress your cheek,
ruptering everything, I am still a child,
tears to make me weak
with eyes as big as ever,
so robust you are,
you slip so very lovingly
you slice my very meat,
to scale my actue angles,
A minor's remedy,
the angle now obtuse tho'
to forever fall at my feet,
why drag this corpse just one more time?
sixteen is a feat.
now I throttle the last beyond my horoscope,
fingering new avenues to bleed,
my servant paves the way,
a nose to carress your cheek,
ruptering everything, I am still a child,
tears to make me weak
with eyes as big as ever,
so robust you are,
you slip so very lovingly
you slice my very meat,
to scale my actue angles,
A minor's remedy,
the angle now obtuse tho'
to forever fall at my feet,
why drag this corpse just one more time?
sixteen is a feat.
Published 21st May 2011
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