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no, sleep

<p>arching, light has scuttled under my lids agape lips begging to drip with the vomit of my heart raw soles wade in the beads from my skin sleeplessly feasting knowing you are cold in a locked bed.</p>

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arching,
light has scuttled under
my lids

agape lips
begging
to drip with
the vomit of my heart

raw soles
wade in the beads from
my skin

sleeplessly
feasting

knowing you are cold
in a locked bed.

 
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