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Apr 2015
I'm up to my neck in quicksand
Sinking straight down to the bottom
Hoping to grab onto one helping hand
But friends only help if you've got 'em

Heavy layers of translucency
Bury me and they will not break
And anyone caring would be news to me
The only love I've known was fake

Let me suffocate, take my breath away
**** me slowly, and take my heart
Choke me until I'm blue and grey
And display my dead body as art
Arlo Disarray
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