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Tipped Too Heavy
Arguement popped explosive
shearing white light
steaming mist. I look
below to my stomach
a abcess enclosed cyst
of where we once could coexist.
A cyclonic soul seething
bruised lips
wheels pulling tattered levers
tipped too heavy
on my side
curled up facing you
tears rolling
silent screams
I am holding.
shearing white light
steaming mist. I look
below to my stomach
a abcess enclosed cyst
of where we once could coexist.
A cyclonic soul seething
bruised lips
wheels pulling tattered levers
tipped too heavy
on my side
curled up facing you
tears rolling
silent screams
I am holding.
Published 30th Mar 2013
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