he says he’s getting ready
won’t be much longer now
he says he can’t feel a thing
and that the tide is backing down
black under his eyes
black between his lips as well
they were as cold as heaven
now he’s just hot as hell.

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About briiian david

laugh at the horror, fill the past with the future, my head lines and heart lines reach out for each other.
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