dislanguage two from the other
a doll thrown into a cornfield, if it comes back, you can't wear clothes for a week, poems mention twins soooooo so often, a stick figure starves because it doesn't know what it eats, most of these need my childhood, which isn't fair, which is very fucking fair, it got all covered up, those babies, those babies killing angels, I prayed to a paper microscope, a spot on my back burned so patiently that a star faked its death, I was as warm as a toy, god got those names from a bomb
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