

Late-Night Creative Spurt.All I seen were the anesthesia smiles, And their teeth placed in the vine. And I remember the wicked smells, That made the back of my throat sting. I've memorized the dire laughter, And my eyes began to blister,Late-Night Creative Spurt.
And I feel it coming through my neck. From the rabid introduction they gave me, to the touch of a consonant heart in my hand. And the unconsciousness I had gained and lost from bloodloss. Have I had never been so close... To something that I'd almost forgotten.
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I love youuuuuuu! You freakin' brown-vag freak.
"I'm like a mirror baby, I refract light back at you"
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