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*I There was a whiskey bottle sitting on the back corner of the living room it laid shattered and broken... empty ****** wrappers and ***** stains sat on the couches while the floor reeked of ****** and the walls were plastered with ***** A shattered picture frame lying in the middle of the floor with a single drip of blood.... I made my way towards the kitchen.... II Flies sat on moldy bread while sour milk sat with mushy cereal the meat laid in the sink... the only thing you could see was blood The refrigerator was empty.... a silver spoon sat on the stove rat poison was in the pantry next to a broken syringe Rats scurried in the garbage the bowls were filled with dead roaches the doors was torn off its hinges I made my way towards the bathroom.... III The sink ran brown water rusted razor blades with dry blood the mirror was shattered broken toothbrushes laid in the background Feces smeared on the flood the toilet was broken in two the bathtub with its lonely drip a broken water main The walls weakened by punches smashed by hammers and mixed with mildew I made my way towards the bedroom.... IV Two corpses lying side by side one with her throat slit the other with a bullet through his head the hands touching gingerly White powder on the dresser clothes scattered and set on fire a bible by the bedside and a rope hung from the rafters The mirrors were smashed black smog filled the air a chair in the middle of the room We all were dead.....*
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Feb 27, 2016
Feb 27, 2016 at 12:47 PM UTC
Life #13
*I There was a whiskey bottle sitting on the back corner of the living room it laid shattered and broken... empty ****** wrappers and ***** stains sat on the couches while the floor reeked of ****** and the walls were plastered with ***** A shattered picture frame lying in the middle of the floor with a single drip of blood.... I made my way towards the kitchen.... II Flies sat on moldy bread while sour milk sat with mushy cereal the meat laid in the sink... the only thing you could see was blood The refrigerator was empty.... a silver spoon sat on the stove rat poison was in the pantry next to a broken syringe Rats scurried in the garbage the bowls were filled with dead roaches the doors was torn off its hinges I made my way towards the bathroom.... III The sink ran brown water rusted razor blades with dry blood the mirror was shattered broken toothbrushes laid in the background Feces smeared on the flood the toilet was broken in two the bathtub with its lonely drip a broken water main The walls weakened by punches smashed by hammers and mixed with mildew I made my way towards the bedroom.... IV Two corpses lying side by side one with her throat slit the other with a bullet through his head the hands touching gingerly White powder on the dresser clothes scattered and set on fire a bible by the bedside and a rope hung from the rafters The mirrors were smashed black smog filled the air a chair in the middle of the room We all were dead.....*
#love#suicide#depression#anger#sadness#death#deep#misery#rage#agony
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Feb 27, 2016
Feb 27, 2016 at 12:47 PM UTC
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