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Aug 2018
I can’t think of a reason
I don’t see any meaning
It all hurts, but there’s no bleeding
The cleaving, the cleaving
Wrapped in an all black dress
Headspins, the crowd is ecstatic
You walk to me, then I wake
I’m dreaming, I’m dreaming

Oh, you taunt me in my sleep
A broken, hopeless mess
Refusing to rest
Symbolizing my depravity
No you don’t even know what’s best
Heartstrings pulled from my chest

I want you here
But you’re only in the deepest of sleep
What do you even care?
Perfect moments laying stuck in repeat
Kick over the chair
To match that beautiful outfit
This is my despair
No way out, no outlet.

I can’t sleep
I can’t move
I’m trapped in this limbo of urgency
I can’t speak
I can’t breathe
Performing a surgery with those eyes
So refine
Put me to sleep, or be my demise
It’ll be fine
I’ll close off my mind
And think nothing of you.
Gavin
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Gavin  20/M
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     Rick, DarkSkyesRising and Swapnil Duryodhan
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