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CHRONIC PAIN SUFFERERS ---- SO MANY BODIES DWELL WITHIN -- BUT YOU SEE ONE

Fuck this blasphemy blasphemous deleted true in harm
my partner in lifeĀ 
Ā angel of screamĀ 
this outside inside
Ā fucking dream

why do you shout in nights quiet rest
pleading against hours ,counting the graveyards and wounds
God he is a joker
funny and clever
Ā im just the awkward never

oh this thing
a holiday murder
mystery intruder
brand new slaughter

prescription cocktails
spinning coins for there order
rainbows are king
when people vomit queens
statements are easy in speeding machete

coughing decisions hurtling religeons
promise the demonĀ 
this soul unforgiven
runes described- scratched re-listed
dooms day devices -eaten as ices
daylight retreating never precedingĀ 

sublet bodies
bent with spectral hobbies
church bells sounding to blood imploding
sex is a prick
with neat little scaffolding

documented
cemented
prevented
inserted
reviewed in lines blown with pristine coated fools
undressed in get on with it rules
Government branded
tickets for sale
wombs in rented full rigged sail

i will fucking scream if i want
and thats what the tombstone bledĀ Ā Ā 
Ā 

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