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Lxnnnie Rutledzh

Lxnnnie Rutledzh

Goddamn It

I have a canker sore
from some dirty whore
that I kissed before
so long ago
when I used to be pure.
 
It returns unsung
now and then
when I bite my tongue
to remind me again
that I used to be young
and how dirty I am.

(2013)

#Dirty #GrossStupid

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Those Dreams

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A Particular Myth

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