ever thorn head burning
one step in the without
dancing in my devils
twist my spaces thin
knuckle bark to bone
raw red and stone
under covers counting
hours writhe of poem
ritual hours
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ever thorn head burning
one step in the without
dancing in my devils
twist my spaces thin
knuckle bark to bone
raw red and stone
under covers counting
hours writhe of poem
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