Smoke

Lord, have mercy on Me,
these walls keep shaking,
you keep shaking me,
keep smoking out the rooms,

my lungs 

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and so it begins.

the light illuminates truth clearly, moonlight sweetens the heart,the tongues upon which these prayers were asked from, luna llena, dios,

Decapitation

DECAPITATION love has decapitated me over and overand rebuilt me,to be the Sun that glows,more brightly than any other Star,

Mad Woman

and god knows how the pink parts of me, the parts that make up my skin. The epithelial layer of