here's the thing
about self mutilation
it kills me
slowly softly
gives me what i need
and here's the thing about self mutilation
the red neediness
the cold pane from windows
raining outside
raining inside
i'm covered in it
i'm covered in red
red covering
my red
smeared
across my eyelids
dripping from the scar tissue
and scars to be made,
this year
and next year and next year
yes.
self mutilation
how I've missed you
Oct 22, 2011
Oct 22, 2011 at 3:01 PM UTC
here's the thing
about self mutilation
it kills me
slowly softly
gives me what i need
and here's the thing about self mutilation
the red neediness
the cold pane from windows
raining outside
raining inside
i'm covered in it
i'm covered in red
red covering
my red
smeared
across my eyelids
dripping from the scar tissue
and scars to be made,
this year
and next year and next year
yes.
self mutilation
how I've missed you
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