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“how did your pride taste?” she said

but you’re still laying in my bed

it felt like swallowing an apple

but I’m Adam and you’re Eve

because the lump got stuck inside me

now it’s clawing out my throat

push it down until it turns to cherry

red hangs from a rope

 

 

 

 

 

Angela Bachmann

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