PUTRID
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philossophia asked: I was forced to have two s's
That’s bullshit sugar plum. We’ll get her one day.
We made dumplings
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Your limbs stretch whilst the toxins engulf your tender veins.
You don’t know where you are but an infinite fury fills you,
Tells you that it is safe to progress your tendons.
Safe to let your aching muscles tense and relax.
A numbing sensation strikes whilst your toes move on a bed of feathers
Your covers caressing and harassing each and every nerve ending
Is it logical to claim that I am safe?
Within these walls of cotton and silk.
Could you come and pull down these walls so safe and so enchanting?
Or will you leave it to fester.
For months to fly and flutter,
To feast on the once pure fabric.
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