return of the

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the door remains locked
as i reject the patience
heaven offers, seething,
breaking,
allowing

emotion to surge forth
and bring to my lips the
battle cry against my own blood.

my bones are your bones;
we breathe in the same anger.
our marrow is of the same red
that paints our vision.












today was fun fun. i went to jessica's house with joann and ashley. karaoke, baby.

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