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7th level of yur
the rivers are running redder, clotting inlets
they turn as brown as scabs curling in at the edges away from puckered new skin
the dirt as wet and pale as flesh anew
only the texture of graphed skin from the hip, from the thigh, from the buttock
to recover you remove
what i mean to say is i'm drowning, i'm choking somebody come save me
the rivers are running redder, clotting inlets
they turn as brown as scabs curling in at the edges away from puckered new skin
the dirt as wet and pale as flesh anew
only the texture of graphed skin from the hip, from the thigh, from the buttock
to recover you remove
what i mean to say is i'm drowning, i'm choking somebody come save me