👻October 9+10: Tired blood of fake odor + Kettle of warm milk and discretions.👻

Since I have this all-time-low resource credit, I choose to combine two of my days and poetry to catch up. Hopefully, I will have enough to post my 11th poem later this evening

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Tired blood of fake odor

When blood is tired
monsters will sense and they will come.
Death to all who are there in smell.
The fake odor will take you through the monsters and straight to hell!

👻 Fake odor shortcut || Halloween Special 2018 ||

Kettle of warm milk and discretions.

Listen,
All these times you bring me here
to this warm center of purification
and of hot frustration,
you know what you do to me.
Slowly, and painful in its agony
I am dripping apart,
bit by bit, a little droplet of
consciousness in time,
cause I am no more,
when you are finished
with your random daily
activity.
Please stop boiling
my gut.

👻 Kettle of frustrations || Halloween Special 2018 ||

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Originally posted on my Tumblr page mycosmicbackyard}