car clipped.
purple dragon speaks.
"wanna see what someone
from Auschwitz looked like?"
bullshit! from the French boul. shit.
deceit! treachery in our midst!
colors you don't get from a can.
scarred nose on a wood-stove.
blood clots so weird
cancer hurts when i eat.
i stop eating.
all this weirdness
all this isolation
and I still can't die alone?
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