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Description
Sharpened curves
Opening lines
Tortured structures
Connecting the dotting signs.

Puncture the words
Follow my way
Breach of the beast
And every thing they say

Crossing the T Finishing the I
Because she said so
Is why you must cry

Placing just correct
Glued to adhere
You listen to me
As I make you quite clear

Forking your tounge
Beating too plump
I told you to cry
Yes angled quite nice

Steering you clear
Of freedoms not deserved
Bedding you down
In my fastidious curve

Linger do your memories
Lashes of ink
Opening your beating pulse
To my own color pink

Absorbs of your floral envelope
Sticky & Mine
Only to beat to my pulse
Of self ingested time

Moth-Eaten structure
Falling on open walls
Breath of my inners
Depths from your contrasted fall.

My personal exhibit
For my display
Proprietary playground
Questioning my toleration for you to stay.

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