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molly didn't like her microwave. she didn't like to lie inside of it, waiting for the popcorn to butter up in her stomach. she liked to think that everything was worth a minute, but she prepared the food rare, like a snake pretending to be a hotdog.

Wear the winnings of your heart and you'll soon be leaving me back to the start. Your letting catch a hold of something new, when you'll end up letting me go, just like the old ones. I'm turning arround, tthe masquerade.

bear

lover, you've enveloped me. clawing my eyes out, ripping my skin out, wreathing into boughs of holly with my own intestines. i'm making your babies as we speak, and wearing them like sacks of joy around my neck, the same collar you grabbed onto as you slammed me into the door.

sheet

white, blankless and leaving me to shreds. i've hidden under you, touching myself like a lover touching their first. and i wish it was a real person. pathetic, but you always make me feel better, as i hide beneath you. leave me alone, it's not incest, it's faith.

The world is you. I love smelling it and I love the dirt smudged on your collar. I love fucking it. We live in you, babe. And I miss the old you. I miss the old me. But I'm trying to move on to the new material.

Dirty love; I've smelled your smudged collar too many times. And each new instance with this new bud, I feel lost.

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