dope deliverance
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Blah Blah Sappy Cheese
Oscillating insides leak to my exterior
making for complete unrest.
Like an aged machine, jammed,
exuding rusted grey shrieks.
Aching hopes, my only comfort.
To have a yearn reciprocated,
my only desire.
Much as an orphan
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