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Free feather flower over never under upside nearer taste is but a surprise every time I bite size my mass produced crumbly loose shoelaces Noel Edmonds fancy shirt screaming for attention dressing up to open boxes they loose it all he stro…

Opuss № I

Waste of body and mind Twirling downward intertwined. Destroy each other love is blind. Euphoria and agony when on my mind. Hooks have wrapped around my spine controlling me I'll be its mine give up myself to be alright for now tomorrows …

Waste • Opuss № I

Pencil Shaving Escaping Nothing

Escape • Opuss № I

No category no problem Moving about as I do No place to reside Just a weird app to confide I don't know how to work this thing I can't label any fucking thing every thing seems to be disconnected from what was advertised Trying to make a…

Other • Opuss № I

Look at the It's everywhere

Look At The • Opuss № I

I am a man I smell quite bad When I don't wash They hate the microscopic particles of my odour condensed into matter lining their nasal passages with contempt expressionless faces hide the seething hatred for what for far I have falling I…

I Am A Human • Opuss № I

I am here now sitting Dry skin flecks float Through the shafts of Light creeping in the Half closed curtain As I run my hand across My brow. Dead flies cigarette butts Overflowing bags of rubbish spill over to become indistinguishable f…

The Death Of Myself • Opuss № I