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Sep 2017
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emotional tides strict like a meal plan,
except i don't eat, but more like a noose.
i see him, i see you.
[always about you...]
the gasp is wearing;
air is tearing and dissipating.
you are choking me
handless.
manic thoughts
and cigarette chiefing,
ears bleeding
from the infomercials.
4 AM
and i ******* know more about
RVs than i know about you.
Written by
Phoenix Rising  122/Non-binary/Death's Door
(122/Non-binary/Death's Door)   
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