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me, after i traced dirt up my arms and underneath my skin. i can still find you in my veins, turning blood into a maelstrom, this isn't what rain is supposed to feel like, i can taste wire fences on the tip of my tongue but i still can't get the smell of you out of my mouth me, choking on dead air, static playing on an endless loop in my jaw, deaddeaddead i'm dead i can feel breath rattling in my lungs and i'm dead this must be what corpses feel like me, imagining what corpses feel like me, imagining what corpses feel like me, imagining what corpses feel like me, me, me, me, me, looped around three hundred times, me, not entirely there, me not there at all, me, me, me, dead dead dead, static, static, static, static, static, static, me, rubbing rope burns into my thighs in the middle of a panic attack me, imagining lighting myself on fire in the middle of the night me, lighting myself on fire in the middle of the night me, thinking about dying me, feeling dead but not dying me, clenching my hands so hard i can feel my entire body vibrating with it i'm a god i'm immortal hit me ******* hit me i swear to god i won't ******* bleed me, static, dead, dead, dead, dead, ******* static on repeat, a record broken in three different places, static fuzzy on my slippery tongue me, smashed to pieces, unholy lovely thing me, blood blistering between my teeth you, being lit on fire in the middle of the night you, dead
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Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 11:40 AM UTC
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me, after i traced dirt up my arms and underneath my skin. i can still find you in my veins, turning blood into a maelstrom, this isn't what rain is supposed to feel like, i can taste wire fences on the tip of my tongue but i still can't get the smell of you out of my mouth me, choking on dead air, static playing on an endless loop in my jaw, deaddeaddead i'm dead i can feel breath rattling in my lungs and i'm dead this must be what corpses feel like me, imagining what corpses feel like me, imagining what corpses feel like me, imagining what corpses feel like me, me, me, me, me, looped around three hundred times, me, not entirely there, me not there at all, me, me, me, dead dead dead, static, static, static, static, static, static, me, rubbing rope burns into my thighs in the middle of a panic attack me, imagining lighting myself on fire in the middle of the night me, lighting myself on fire in the middle of the night me, thinking about dying me, feeling dead but not dying me, clenching my hands so hard i can feel my entire body vibrating with it i'm a god i'm immortal hit me ******* hit me i swear to god i won't ******* bleed me, static, dead, dead, dead, dead, ******* static on repeat, a record broken in three different places, static fuzzy on my slippery tongue me, smashed to pieces, unholy lovely thing me, blood blistering between my teeth you, being lit on fire in the middle of the night you, dead
buckybarnes
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Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 11:40 AM UTC
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