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my grave is lower than the floor.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry - Words: 34 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 3 - Published: 03-01-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3001728
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my spine
curls, springy like a
slinky, falls
down the stairs, crippled,
crumpled, and into the sea with a
brick, gone to atlantis
to let the fish
chew on my bones,
drink my soul.
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