nothing from the flames of this damn world
not even a reader
not a...
nothing
not a fucking thing
fucking nothing
mangling all I have ever thought of myself in one foul slit
I ache in regret
I think I've said this before
how did I get here
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How many more midnights Till the ache of dawn will fall, Heavily. How many times will we fall asleep together Touching each other just to...
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Grey black animals prodded through the black, black skies of the room. Energy flowed through the room like waves, waves sloshing, thick with...
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Just be the shit on the fucking floor crumble down, it's the final score you know you're worth nothing, prick, and you were the one ...
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