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ocd (Free verse) by FreeFormFixation

i poke and prick the pus from it but this shit never dies. it swells and flakes and spreads and makes my whole face twist and cringe. i stand and shake and spin and break the door off of its hinge. then choke and spit and fall and sit on the dirty floor with flies.

FreeFormFixation 5-Oct-03/3:48 AM
hahaha, i see it now. funny but i guess the acne reference is pretty obvious, though not intentional. metaphors, medicalphors, my downfall.




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