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Volcano


Salivate me this papercut

Amred to the teeth, his bad breath hanging

hard to keep the nihilism from eating

transforming me to a monster

without cares or regrets

 

Belch back these forms

seems one diamond meets another

the diamond eyes

I salivate this papercut

it tears me inside

 

and it seems

bad memories are

eruptures

circling me like vultures

in this crystal blue sky

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