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    Suicidal Blue {Poetry} 
    "She asked what am I scared of most? He shuddered then, remembering feeling said he".

    You are now my zoisite/suicide
    shining blue bright, shackles and fetters yet liberates
    every single soul lusts for yr right

    The existential being of yours runs deep in my veins,
    subliminal, shocks and executes tyranically beautifully Marie Antoinette
    eyes shut tight --- shouting "viva de amore!"

    I am hung crucifixed
    Under the fourteenth hour sun below the blessed divinity raking of fouled incense pre-mixed
    Wherefore a lightning strikes and makes a hole out of the body
    Taking away conscientious sanity he declared sacred today doomy

    Now you are my suicide/zoisite
    Please please O please stay bright
    "[I am] psycho cracked".