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Porcelain Doll
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Lacerated sinuses
Inhaling specks of impurities
Dry mouth a brilliant pale colour

Let it stream down
That little piece of me
Germinating from the narrow cave a vibrant crimson

Let the flower bloom
Give it the chance to moisten with their dew
Your beautifully tormented lips

May they be forever etched into your memories
Red on porcelain so vividly
Let them grow until you are no more

Thick droplets fall onto the floor
Like clockworks ticking
Painting the tips of your blank toes

May your heart stop in that very state
A puppet of flesh
Forever beautiful

>>18360083
I don't know how to reply to this, all I can say is that this is totally and utterly pathetic. Have you no shame?

Scatter like the spores of wild fungi

Take hold within my sinuses as I inhale your mist

Beautiful delicate seed concocted out of lust and malice

A purple mist, caressing my body like the early morning dew

Do not take root yet I beg you, let me inhale your fragrance a tad longer

Let me inhale all parts of you

Let me smell the colours of your consciousness until I am no more

Symbiosis