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It's Fine, I Have A High Tolerance For Rupturing.
You snitched the language
right beneath
the buds of my tongue
and proceeded
to forcefully freeze them
instead
I gnaw
godlessly
on that blasphemous muscle
Fonts in baptismal
hamburger
puddles of red
Cryo based
aftertastes
by toothpastes
with shavings of lead
Heavy
sweaty hums won't
hover heavenward;
Won't wander...
won't drift
from the rifts within
my sour skin
They stay sinfully
sticky ;
Spilling wicked
wetspots
under
pilling
flannel sheets
right beneath
the buds of my tongue
and proceeded
to forcefully freeze them
instead
I gnaw
godlessly
on that blasphemous muscle
Fonts in baptismal
hamburger
puddles of red
Cryo based
aftertastes
by toothpastes
with shavings of lead
Heavy
sweaty hums won't
hover heavenward;
Won't wander...
won't drift
from the rifts within
my sour skin
They stay sinfully
sticky ;
Spilling wicked
wetspots
under
pilling
flannel sheets
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