“I don’t want to think,
don’t make me care
-im running late.”
Emotional sadist
Your closet runneth over.
“Drug me”
I whisper
half lyric
half request
as you silence me with your
“Acid Tongue”
you are
an arbitration
to this restless void
the long ebb
interrupted by your flow
what you aren’t
is a savior
what you aren’t
is an answer
you are
a “Lost Cause”
May 23, 2017
May 23, 2017 at 8:08 PM UTC
“I don’t want to think,
don’t make me care
-im running late.”
Emotional sadist
Your closet runneth over.
“Drug me”
I whisper
half lyric
half request
as you silence me with your
“Acid Tongue”
you are
an arbitration
to this restless void
the long ebb
interrupted by your flow
what you aren’t
is a savior
what you aren’t
is an answer
you are
a “Lost Cause”
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