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emptyechoes — Disenchantment
Published: 2004-05-25 18:07:51 +0000 UTC; Views: 127; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 9
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Description
Blind handsIndefinite wisdom
falling, falling.
Your stained face
and patient eyes
Cow brown, so average
I want to devour you.
The hands have fallen
Off of the clocks
and I'm ravenous.
Is it too late
To have some sex
With my tea?
One lump, not two
Sweet things were always
Nauseatingly simple.
Just like you.
