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Heart skips like a warped record, trembles over scarred vinyl until "I love you" tastes incomplete: (I)                love                 you I                  (love)               you I                   love                (you). My Swan Song mewls off key, cascades across the marred terrain of my soul in a thick lacquer of tears. Notes flatline in unison with my waning pulse (waning, like the face of the moon on the night of my eighteenth birthday). My breath resigns to static, dances in slow decrescendos-- sputters its way towards nothingness, slipping rapidly from my consciousness until I no longer hold any recollection of the music (or the poetry).
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Oct 17, 2018
Oct 17, 2018 at 6:00 AM UTC
Swan Song (Warped)
Heart skips like a warped record, trembles over scarred vinyl until "I love you" tastes incomplete: (I)                love                 you I                  (love)               you I                   love                (you). My Swan Song mewls off key, cascades across the marred terrain of my soul in a thick lacquer of tears. Notes flatline in unison with my waning pulse (waning, like the face of the moon on the night of my eighteenth birthday). My breath resigns to static, dances in slow decrescendos-- sputters its way towards nothingness, slipping rapidly from my consciousness until I no longer hold any recollection of the music (or the poetry).
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23/F/Canada
Oct 17, 2018
Oct 17, 2018 at 6:00 AM UTC
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