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Aug 2011
Do you see this?
This, this is mine.
This is the only thing that belongs to me.
This is all that I have,
this is what I cling to
this is what gets me through the day.
This is all I feel
It's hot and cold
it's life and it's Deaths favorite flirt
It's sharp and brutal
it's brittle, unfeeling
It's gorgeous and I want to *****
It flows and drips over and under me,
it covers me in lovely liquid warmth
It makes me cold and peaceful.
I love it
I hate it
It's all me
I'm in complete control but it cant stop
it won't stop... I don't want it to.
I want all of me to come out
I want you to see all of me
Love all of me
because
I'm slowly fading
It's getting dark fast and I'm smiling.
I look around with blurred vision,
I'm lying in a field of beautiful rose petals
they're warm and covered in fresh dew
they're budding from my wrists and blooming all around me
spreading slowly and steadily,
a few petals coming off and fluttering a bit farther than the rest
It's beautiful, I think,
To see all of me, spread over the clean white floors,
so perfectly and so wonderful.
My Roses blooming,
Everywhere.
Written by
Renee  26/Gender Fluid
(26/Gender Fluid)   
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   John Mahoney
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