a retelling of the boy before, when he hid among the brambles with words thicker than blood; a eulogy to a victim and a self hating self oppressor; the manifestation of a hollow soul
~circa 2004~
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a vintage mistress obsesses with the obsessor, again. words ring loud, but no one hears the voice. consider, do they listen? would they? in hope, we affirm, but in all else lies a truth. don’t worry, they’ll bury it together. handed out and passed around, are we. the newest batch of placebo, used as they…