Rainbow slits 


Hell, for it represents the ghost outside the shell
Making sure each droplet of soul falls into the well
I am surprised, at how far they, we, fell
Now the lips look for ear cartilage
to press against…kiss, or tell?
Sell
Make sure to gather opals, which resemble ripples in the oceans
Crustaceans locked within an exoskeleton cell
It’s time we break from the

Spell

Dwell..until even that well, envoples into jealous despair…crack…i..n…g the air 

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About Oil Underneath

I drink glasses of cold water.
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