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Micturation of the soul

Ixtab
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since 1999-06-23

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MEXICAlpan de las tunas

0 posted 1999-06-23 02:26 AM

If I cut out my soul, choke on the unhuman sand tossed upon my people, hate my own footsteps, tremble at the touch of sun, never to come out again;
If I eat my own hands, then passion curved with chaining god law, worms of voluptousity explode from my innards, dweller of my only light that shadow that follows.
Human call me , shout at me, deny my death, then eat
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