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V

Jan 23, 2025

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Spineless mind,
I have to find
something to try and
someone to lie to.

Wicked soul,
pour some wine for the poor lamb,
and put some effort
into destroying the land.

Poison ivy climbing my chest,
oleander all over my breath,
daisies reaching for my hand.

They squeeze, strangle, pump in,
then leave me stranded,
their greedy honey excruciate my veins.

I haze at them,
wondering what I stand for.

V

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