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the amateur camera captures her perfectly.
as the strangle that she wears on her wrists.
the trunk preserves the new of the princess skin.
spit adding luster to chapped lips.
if she to, i'll tell her that she's beautiful.
all thses flies are in admiration.
perhaps we should them a new wound.
i think you're right, this isn't happening.
isn't really happening.
can't get the smell out, get the mascara off the apolstry.
oh, this isn't happening, this isn't really happening.
still keeps laughing at me.
oh god, is going to end badly.
if you don't up, i'll have to stop kissing you.
all that flailing has you sleepy.
you while i untie you, wait here until they find you.
we've got time before the reverie ends.
i've combed my hair, you your sunday dress.
we'll magnetize the eyes of this whole town.
my hand mannequin.
i won't let get you.
they'll you're mine by the fingerprints on your throat.
she lovely?
isn't she
the whores that we are, swatting flies from the wounds we design.
this is not fear.
is a disease of the unarmed.
is beauty.
a sickening for the transcience of flesh.
we our screams behind the gag.
i my baby's breath in a Glad bag.