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"Kitten"

A Catatonic Simian

Ex-Bluelighter
Joined
Dec 22, 2004
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52
Location
Maudlin Street
Your gratitude for
a box of something that will
kill you in the
end
is overwhelming.

You wait to be
made interesting.
Bringing down your
weapons
on something that
you never thought would
crack in such a way.
But, the answer still runs
like blood.
And it never changes,
like blood.

No one wants to climb
into the dark of you
just to stroke your
terror away.
So, when you rattle,
with expectation,
you should remember
this.

I would rather my arm bone snapped than
hold you.
If I strip you
a year at a time,
then you will see what you done, and,
what you never.

I hope you will one day lie down
with the pain
that you saw fit to inflict.
And, when your end comes,
with my flowers crushed, and grudged.
I will tap, tap and dance.
Let your face be shut
like the door
you slammed !!!
 
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