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your existence is a knife in the back; i can’t complain, i let you in with your murderous crime-plotting hands. i stayed put and watched the blood drip down each leg. i didn’t try to plug the wounds. i wanted you to hold me till my breath stopped and the time slowed to a lull, till i laid limp in your arms, still and hushed. i wanted to be touched undecidedly not knowing where to place the mess you left behind. i wanted to haunt the memories in the front of your mind, swiftly slithering about, till all you knew was what you had done, but it was passion and yet i love you still.
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Jul 9, 2024
Jul 9, 2024 at 10:55 PM UTC
wield the weapon, hold me later
your existence is a knife in the back; i can’t complain, i let you in with your murderous crime-plotting hands. i stayed put and watched the blood drip down each leg. i didn’t try to plug the wounds. i wanted you to hold me till my breath stopped and the time slowed to a lull, till i laid limp in your arms, still and hushed. i wanted to be touched undecidedly not knowing where to place the mess you left behind. i wanted to haunt the memories in the front of your mind, swiftly slithering about, till all you knew was what you had done, but it was passion and yet i love you still.
i thought of the first few lines right before i went to bed and was too lazy to write them down. when i woke up, i had remembered most of those beginning lines. started 7/1/24 and finished 7/3/24 published: 7/9/24
#wounded#dying
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18/F/wherever you are
Jul 9, 2024
Jul 9, 2024 at 10:55 PM UTC
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