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I am Dennis. There is nothing else you would ever want to know about me. Thanks for reading.
From my friends Crimson Dead
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Asphalt Garden
thick vile putrescence
upon green grass oscillating
floats like a butterfly
chews like ants.
a shimmer of light hits the ground
and we dance for our lives from the invisible moth
an illusion so false our stupidity will not fathom
a rush so intense our hearts will give way.
vibrating still,
streaks through my spine, a chill
bursting into flames inside my head
soulless little boy now sees red.
every drag will enhance
every succulent puff of destiny
numbing the thoughts that wont rest
nothing shall rest ever again.
if only you could jump
and feel this earth cradle you
as you hit the asphalt
with your brains on the grass
you are one with tragedy
this sad fruitless endeavor
yet I am here
waiting for another quiver.
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