I Hide Inside Watching From The Stained Glass Eyes 500 Shades Of Red Dance
With 500 Shades Of Gray
The Last Festival Of
Humility
With Just Enough Room For A Baby's First Breath
Mama, Papa Don't Come Home
Arch My Recollection In Two
Bent Over At
War With Pink Porcelain Greeting Card Of The Viewing That You
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Strings From
The Hair Of The Eleventh Prophet Stretched And Strung Across
The Smile
Fingering Sorrow's Harp
My Fingers Now Cracked And
Blistered
Call The Pain Master And I'll Bow At Request
Silver Stares Back Before It Browns And Crusts
Silver Still Reflects The
Spillage
The Calm
How Many Times Will I Circle This Room And Yet Never Move Once
Tranquillity Of The Flesh, Water, And
Tile
Flesh, Water, And Tile
Flesh, Water, And Tile
You Would Think It Could Get No Worse
It Will