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FLINCH

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August Arps
FLINCH

gotta toadstool choke-holdĀ 
slipping again
and a sharp dull ache
where my mind caved in
and a pound of flesh
that itches andĀ 
spins
where the devil
cuts
new teeth
to eat
me
with.

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Poetry Genre: 
Verse Freestyle
Topic: 
Halloween
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Bradford

Hey August very powerful Ā write . Cheers rock

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