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Apr 2022
My tear ducts are like leaky faucets trickling against the inferno that infests my eyes

Wind gusts tease and bellow the flames that engulf my pupils

With each wink and blink the droplets dance atop the hellish fumes

Direly tranquilizing the fiery daggers that pierce my eyes
Hungry
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