WHEN TIGERS WHISTLE AND TURTLES WALTZ, ONLY THEN WOULD I TAKE YOU BACK.NEEDLES IN HER ARM PUMP THE PASSION THROUGH HER VEINS HER LOVERS CANNOT.
ICICLE DAGGERS DISAPPEARING IN THE SUN, DRIPPING WHERE SEEDS WAIT.
MY FIST IS BLOODY AFTER HAVING SMASHED AGAINST THE SHELL AROUND YOU.
TEARDROPS ON EYELASH, THE LAST SIGN OF HER GRIEVING, AND SOON SHE WILL BLINK.
HOOK RIPPED THE FISH'S THROAT: I LEARNED NATURE HAS NO HEART, SINCE I FELT NO PAIN.
FEATHERS IN THE GRASS WHERE CAT AND BIRD LEARNED DARWIN:THE CLASS IS OVER.
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