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we are going through something, by Sad Girl no last name

Tongue is tied 
clouthed mench, shut tight 
Close lisped, need a bit; just shy 
Hideous;grotesque 
Obvious,ly a mess
I wanted this, but you guessed
Not quite

What you saw
Your claws 
Clung tight; a lie?

You said.
<Unrest>
was it a test
if you say so, alright; 
Not the might, bird in flight 
undone 

In a night; past life 
<stammers>
'we are going through something,' 
an end 
Can't amend 
What' undone in a night.

Art by  Dennis Moran
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