I lie with Erebus
beneath the Barred's grave calls.
Strung out, social cessation.
Pale and lifeless
a bloated corpulence afflicts my abdomen.
A request for one last breath.
Inhale
SlowlyTurningRegrettingForgettingWeathering
FreedomsAbusedTinyUsed
Exhale
CigarettesLoveLanguagePleasurableSun
A feast of life, abandoned
Monday, January 11, 2010
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