Almost had it
Sick bastard
Don’t want it?
It changed?
I changed
They play a game
So controlled
Mother approved
No move unconsidered
Yeses transmuted
Nos softened
Salvation guaranteed
My harm
You weigh
My sorrow
You measure
My real
You doubt
But mother
While cruel
Raised spider
Seer of threads
Desperately taut/taught
Tongue torn truths
Bloods
Show us futures
NanaBjörn Aug 2023
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