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june 18

by kate-lyn

When I get bored I dip my toes in pirhana-infested lakes I walk through snow caves where knives hang instead of icicles I reach my hands into a sky filled with nuclear gas and breathe deeply When I get bored And review my life like a sex tape you feel guilty for watching but you can't help it because you're mesmerized by all your failures I make a resolution to get clean, I scrub the stains from the bathtub with toxic chemicals until my head swirls from the fumes I stumble and stutter I can barely get myself to stand up-- When I get bored, I think of suicide.
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