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Goodbye to his starving concrete male lows.

Resign all need for bargaining with an open door
to a closet full of all the things he wrote as a
kid,

i cant believe what he did.

Whole arachnid-eyed spinnerets form: the motive
slips,

the bugs become the end, they eat you.

Glued by the palms to a dinner plate passive
meat.

Shrewd likeness arms him like a runaway,

rampant glories nothing short of a forced drum
drama vibed wished goodbye.

The knot that never come united leaves feelings i
know someone else has lied.

About who you are and what you know.

The whitest lies are blinding snows, eyed in the
mockery of his prey.

Fevered company with an array of wretched looking
sister faces,

breathing the air of scare and tyranny.

He hunched right over, for me to use his back

and write out the eviction notice from my heart;
no remorse,

the i's were dotted with poignant stabs.

All the things i wrote as a kid, i cant beleive
what it did to you.

Low and behold the end of our rope is a noose.

I chased him right back into enternal peace and
sealed that closed door.