Strangeination’s Weblog

April 15, 2008, 10:06 pm
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Talking about

Your flavored lip gloss

Your eye shadow

Rosy cheeks

And ruby lips

While life goes tumbling on.

Past wreckage

And ruin.

Pessimism and Betrayal.

Guns fire

Blood runs red

On the black soil.

The smell of flesh.

The smell of fire.

Bubble gum smacks.

Pens doodle letters

To boyfriends with

Brawny shoulders

And Blond hair,

With Football jerseys

And Perfect teeth–

That Kiss Kiss Kiss

The Flavor.


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