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Galatic puddle,piddle paddle pouty lip pressure wash the smile right off my face

I want a postmarked package in the mail filled with your hearts, and kiss,& love.
I want your war,
I want your fashion.
I'll be your bathtub water rub a dub passion.
 
I'd be your dental floss up between your teeth.
the moist towel wrapped around your head,
the monster built on flashlight death crawling in your bed,  
it's who I am.
 
expensive cup of coffee spilled dripping in your lap,
hopeless romantic requiem feel free to scream "you sap"
I want your love.
 
samael
Written by samael (Zaroff poetry)
Published
Author's Note
song, poem, sync your watch for self destruction because if the internet ever crashes are my self punishing collection words in vein?
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