Farewell to us
by Bobo
Posted: 03 August 2004 Word Count: 41 |
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This piece and/or subsequent comments may contain strong language.
This piece and/or subsequent comments may contain strong language.
Elastoplast for the soul
drips in the stench of you
and your whore-laiden
world of fucking fantasy.
No room for me.
A cannibalised spirit, spit-roasted
to perfection
now feeds your emptiness.
Love and trust
have left the building,
cash in hand.
drips in the stench of you
and your whore-laiden
world of fucking fantasy.
No room for me.
A cannibalised spirit, spit-roasted
to perfection
now feeds your emptiness.
Love and trust
have left the building,
cash in hand.
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