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Where are the veins that stick out of your neck this time Furling whirling twirling around the room It doesn't make you any less terrifying Where are the soft sacred thoughts that float on the ceiling I've never lost so much think Bright red dots falling into blue blue blue water Before you lose my mind Hand it to me I've never been so lonely And I'm not even locked away yet I just see pills in my eye sockets I could scratch at my lashes for days There's no water here Just acid at the back of my throat All i am is lust and love and longing Screaming screaming screaming For Mercy Love Touch Air Air Air
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May 20, 2015
May 20, 2015 at 1:04 PM UTC
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Where are the veins that stick out of your neck this time Furling whirling twirling around the room It doesn't make you any less terrifying Where are the soft sacred thoughts that float on the ceiling I've never lost so much think Bright red dots falling into blue blue blue water Before you lose my mind Hand it to me I've never been so lonely And I'm not even locked away yet I just see pills in my eye sockets I could scratch at my lashes for days There's no water here Just acid at the back of my throat All i am is lust and love and longing Screaming screaming screaming For Mercy Love Touch Air Air Air
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mishka
South African
May 20, 2015
May 20, 2015 at 1:04 PM UTC
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