slutever: a found poem of her words

A found poem made out of messages exchanged with crimsonflowers. her words arranged by me. slutever no one on this earth understand none get me im one woof in a sea of experiential static use it.

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"Found Poem": Vanishing Hopes

So i thought i'd make a found poem-- normally used from lines from books, but since music means a lot to me, i figured instead i would use lyrics from some of my favorite bands.

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