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Blowing hard like a chain-smoker,
rotted past his prime.
Corotted thought bleeding
into my days, screeching
down
my brain.
It's cool, but it's not.
Pulsing and melting
all that is into flame-broiled
denial, trying to forget
details and debaucheries,
raucous and ribald horrors
committed and callously
kept in my keep, my
rotting retention of
memories malicious.
 
you definetly have a way with words. these words seem to have been convulsed out grudginly between clenched teeth but all at once for fear of pauses least the truth not be shared.

i particularly liked this part

raucous and ribald horrors
committed and callously
kept in my keep, my
rotting retention of
memories malicious.
 
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