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blackbiird Apr 2019
i'm underwater
drowning yet you
continue to fill the tank with water.
blackbiird Apr 2019
her skeleton smiled
in the mirror and whispered
in her ear:
“fat doesn’t look good on you.”
blackbiird Apr 2019

a rose can bloom from the hands of
the broken widow who spent
her entire life sowing the seed
and never watering it.

blackbiird Apr 2019
You’re my muse but you’re killing me.
blackbiird Apr 2019
I wish I was dead.
Just pull the trigger.
That’s my only request.
blackbiird Apr 2019

i wish there was a sanitizer
to clean my heart from which you
tattooed your name on.

blackbiird Apr 2019
one more pill.
one more jump and you’ll be living
in a permanent state of comfortable silence.
will you save me?
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