Thread: Flocking
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Old September 10th, 2006, 06:10 PM  
Join Date: September 10, 2006
Default Flocking

Mirage of mush
wipes away what
I had inside;
to now decay.
Bringeth water,
the holy cleanser,
only a moment now
I will wither.
Scrawls of accusation,
grotesque translation,
means only infestive
Flocking away at once
was real;
now was gone...
I'm still here.
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