...these trinkets are sore, worn, filthy with ages turned eons and then some
some look old, even evil, carrying the weight of a million sick memories
ugly forking things
these trinkets aren't for shelving above grandpa's clock
they sit in quiet darkness, waiting for destruction
only who could destroy such a disgusting thing?
surely, they'd fight back with messed up memories.
They sat peering while great grandpa messed his daughter up her ass
they didn't move
they just staired amidst the ignored rumbles, high and low pitched grunts and screams, weaved into a patterned night terror.
she sucked it up and prepared for the next time great grandpa put her on her side.
These trinkets have been inside the sort of scenes...
just bored and writing some sh*t. go ahead and continue if you like
off the top of the dome
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