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My brain rumbles inside my skull Lust becomes the fleeting requirement Of this empty, yet overflowing hull My left eye has begun to implement As whole body shudders with the risk Torn at the seams by indecision My head splits open like a broken disk Unleashing a horrid flurry of emotion I release the muscles of my face They have a mind of their own today I want to rip myself from this place But this cable, it tightens with dismay A simple release might be a solution Easier than really trying my assumption Cowardice requires no permission As I fall into the madness of addiction As I drive the blood away from my brain I focus on what my madness wants to do with you
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Dec 1, 2020
Dec 1, 2020 at 12:52 PM UTC
The Rougher Days
My brain rumbles inside my skull Lust becomes the fleeting requirement Of this empty, yet overflowing hull My left eye has begun to implement As whole body shudders with the risk Torn at the seams by indecision My head splits open like a broken disk Unleashing a horrid flurry of emotion I release the muscles of my face They have a mind of their own today I want to rip myself from this place But this cable, it tightens with dismay A simple release might be a solution Easier than really trying my assumption Cowardice requires no permission As I fall into the madness of addiction As I drive the blood away from my brain I focus on what my madness wants to do with you
CheshiresPyre
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Dec 1, 2020
Dec 1, 2020 at 12:52 PM UTC
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