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Published: 2009-08-13 15:39:36 +0000 UTC; Views: 100; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 2
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he has eyes that are red-white cobwebs & cardinal coloured strings tied around his wrists and a long ruby ribbon that trail from the sky to deep into his throat.

he holds bottles in his arms, cradles them like newly born babies.
inside are things that writhe and squirm, fishes that glow a soft gold.
maybe they’ll die today, maybe tomorrow. (sooner or later the bottles will break)

he can’t fall asleep any more, because nothing seems to go right.
he kisses his wrists and chews at his lips till they are bruised alice blue. (alice, poor alice, for everyone is mad.)

he lights candles that are scented vanilla & plays with dolls that people lose, the teddy bear that is patched and torn, the dolls that are pricked with pins and needles, and the cheshire cat which smile glows an electric purple. (it only proves how insane he is)

he sits with wings made of rusted metal and pieces of paper stained parchment yellow, everything goes pallid pastel, everything but crimson ribbons and anti-freeze blue bruises, he downs the golden corpses in a swig and his gums are stained a bright violet. (his face is painted a empty white and his lips are coloured a dark black, it's neither a smile nor a frown)
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