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velvet-
her voice toches me
like velvet fingertips

i owe it all to you-
hands stained with blood
i look at what i've created
artwork formed from pain
and i owe it all to you

her god #69-
hold me breath
in your mouth
my heart
in your hands
you take it all away

my deamons-
pointed limbs
empty eyes
they come for me



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On Wednesday May 28th, 2008, DowngradeBeauty (48) writes:
This is wonderful! Brilliant show doll!


On Thursday May 22nd, 2008, RubyXero (450) writes:
"artwork formed from pain " i really liked that line. nice piece



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