Taste meIn hasteI wasteBlood gritMind spitPound the head, common senses dreadCutting ulcers withinLiving under my skinInflict upon meThinking of youThinkReoccur opening mind pitsDimensions gainingMy temple strainingInside out feeling againInsideI’ve triedTo tasteMind gritBlood spit
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