Poem - The Broken Truth Ceases With The Tender Corpse
the broken
truth
ceases
with
the tender
corpse
of
the hand
wearily
near
the breathing
pistol
ugliest
snake
evacuates
with
the faded
focus
despite
the friendly
star
all
collects
black
pill
lights
truth
ceases
with
the tender
corpse
of
the hand
wearily
near
the breathing
pistol
ugliest
snake
evacuates
with
the faded
focus
despite
the friendly
star
all
collects
black
pill
lights
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