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Avenues of Bleedthrough.

Try to
me, eviscerate
me. Complicating

me in the process,
sealing: binding:
blinding me.

of the soul:
yes, for real.

Though, I must

deep in denial,
I find my comfort
in understanding, conveniently
ignoring my inherent

Can you creatively
circumvent this?
We both know I’m shooting
myself in the foot,
that you’re queen shit here.

So: do you have it in you?
Bring it.
Expose. Help me integrate:

Fuck knows,
I need it.


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