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A Surprisingly Lucid Coma
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Too bad.
Loop the knot,
secure the hold.
Pierce the skin, it is the end,
of control.
Tear the flesh;
turn it on.
Blood every where,
Oh the commotion;
You and I
all over my bed.
Such a sad story,
The horror of the morning.
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N.R
July 11, 2009 at 1:17 PM
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