The Ghost of Utopia
Face melts like paint running down the canvas,
brown irises turn green, no wait - they were green to begin with.
Chubby cheeks melt, like fat off a bone. Slobber dripping down from the
hyena’s mouth mounting her.
brown irises turn green, no wait - they were green to begin with.
Chubby cheeks melt, like fat off a bone. Slobber dripping down from the
hyena’s mouth mounting her.
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