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Do You Value
Do You Value
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Opening: the car gives , stranded on an icy road, snow leaps, my soul sinks, heat leaves...rapidly,
metal creaks, blood leaves my ngers, my feet, Quandary, must leave vehicle, make it to the
precinct
To deal with these stinking nks. The snow is steep. Each step is a leap til i reach....the door
creaks....(gunshots)
Lovely blue leaves fall, I’m high as a butter y in the family revival
amidst Piranha smiles, rows of books look like ridges, the
underside of a whales hide, a nude statue, her inner thighs,
reminds...me of the sighs of sex, imagine an ashy bellow of
saxophones oating by, her lies, her quiet eyes and that time i cried
and she sat a cold husk watching me die. Unavailable, beautiful
ghoul, stirring waters, a beast drools, I’m I your boy toy tool?
I ask the question:
Do you value....Me!?!
I value....Me!
Cresendo: You....me?
Climax: