nonsense like spell ball running down in the
window pain of snorted mother tears, my only
savors of pain I do live and begin to cry
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Nice one. reminds me of my own write pillow. I specially liked the fourth verse of this poem. Good.
I like your style and word choices. I also like the rhythm of it, it's sort of disjointed in a way, which leads to the feeling I believe.