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House less empty found a centrepiece
Reminder to self: Shut the fuck up.

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A little less gloomy than before
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A little less scary than before
The hollows on my face
They didn’t belong there
The lady in my closet
She would stare
Does he make you feel at home

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God exists. His abandonment is proof.

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“My tongue made of ivory, my teeth are all gone. The bones in my face they weren’t here all along.”
— “Our Lies” by Rasputina
Her blood tasted better than love itself.