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By donnamarie
I'm not revealing justification, only motives and themes: Theatre de Vampyres: where we acted and played. every day was night. he never let the sun rise. he was nocturnal, yet tortured us by daylight. the bottles were under the backseat. momma didn't know, but i did. the abuse was mental, but don't doubt the blood. the tears were worse. i've cried blood-salty tears. they did not stain the pillow, but they did stain the floor: where i'd lay my head on the wood; knees met chin, searching to comfort one another, stop each other from quivering.father, where art thou? hopefully in hell... Written February 3rd, 2002 © on Feb 03 2002 12:17 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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