no mercy: lost

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Monday, August 28, 2006

lost

big brown boot steps hard crunching soft flesh and bone to dust without feeling a thing it’s how they roll in the mirror I look for me but I don’t recognize those eyes or those beside me tornado spins around faster faster taking me into dark funnel cloud of toxic anger foundation of lies I squint... Sign in to see full entry.

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