parrot squawk
you forgot how poisonous you are
skag, feeding off my pit
my pitness
call the head a seperate neck top
falling off at the skull bone
shake your hair from the scalping
sharp knife fit hand glide
scrape, or gum the brain skin
with your soft mouth
of no fangs,
mouth words at me with sound
as if i give a damn
what i hear
27 May 2011
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this is for the other me
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