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Friday, July 23, 2004

The Dainty Death

Pretty little thing with lips so blue from the berries that sweeten your breath How did life suck the core, leaving the pulp of fruit, a bitter semi-catholic communion Your breasts heave, virgin soil, no seed no child of woe barren the earth below Sign in to see full entry.

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