Los Angeles breeze
weary leaves heavy with dust
nails of my fingers
chewed down to bloody chipped stubs
agony and mind control
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Blood nails got me right in the pit of my stomach. Well done!
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thank you friend xo
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This is painful.
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oh…wow…intense and I felt the pain.
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I like the unanswered questions here–they ramp up the intensity.
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thank you friend yes at times I feel questions from one offering have been answered in a past one or vice versa
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