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Tactics Club (glow)
04:56
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rip the outline from the form
let loose the tether on your heart to fate
blade-handed, in the shadow of Delilah,
straining with every second just to see the light
Inversion of the icon
I salt the fields, I set the roots to flame
(i will rest)
blades slip softly from heart-line to chest to jaw
a constellation named at first breath: Trauma
cast off this shell
sever the pathway, sterilize the past
shape this meat
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Canóvanas-3
01:28
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the view from here is unremarkable--
tall grass swallows the sparks we'd controlled my tongue learned from surviving itself in the heart of this calm there may be no Nature but empire corruption be my bed we're trapped, trembling like dogs, in the laundry room here, suffering slips through time here, exhale flies
--my dear, small, sorry enchantment,
I waited to drown with you under a still, dark sky
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