Shadows Of Schizophrenia

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Erotic Flash  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group


Shadows Of Schizophrenia

Someone please! Pass the spiced rum before the spade-man hums in my hallucinations of voices. As I pop a chub of my scintilla and your veins run terracotta-red as if a razor blade bled.

Now swarming with locusts on my corpus. in a soundless symphony of decay. Down the hatch of my dark soul. In shadows of schizophrenia as your lips taste my vittles. Sucking my pale walleye As I hammer the nails until the dawn or dusk, and your veins run terracotta-red.


Submitted: July 10, 2021

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