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Bed of splinter

eat my carpet burn

Know that I am heavy with

menstrual blood and precision of heart



Congradulations



I am going home now

Winter will be here in two months

You will be married the second of October

And am I to enjoy the snow in November?

I think not.

I will cut off my hair

I will live in the woods

I will knock the next time I

enter my own bedroom