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So i killed my younger self, sending shock waves through the stethoscope

Spider web woven with used junkie needles
tossed from the curb
to the submerging fill line
bouncing in the watershed

valiant crouched creek hawk
spread their balanced branch wings
colored burnt brown with grey splotches
a week past, i tried to steal a picture

Blended Burgundy brick moss
from childhoods chart notes
disposable sinking sharps
red & black bee hive took me away

octagon warhol
cold crying stiff
floral mortuary furniture
you look like shit and sound like noise

i am of a breed of improper backstabbers
don't you dare lean to what i say
Written by samael (Zaroff poetry)
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