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Nov 2019
Abusers act like their the ones who got hurt all these years
Insomnia speaks for itself
Waiting my turn to dance with the devil
When she is done watching the dead sleep
Locking her lips with mine
Her tongue searching down my throat
The kiss the church fears and all sinners crave
Clutching hand over fist
Living in pain, to die for pleasure
Acting inΒ vain, without measure
Trading all worth, for fool's treasure
Cheap gold, cheaper sins
Cash in my hands, take all and fold
You dreamed wolves chased you in the dark
How do I tell you they are at the door now?
They will bite. Tooth in flesh.
Knocking on wood. Knuckles bare and bleeding.
I dreamed it was dark and the end all days came
An apocalypse on the ocean
Squirming through barbed wire
Hitting murky water, eyes shut,
Plasma pulsing through my extremities
Nothing good ever came easy
Nothing worth anything came free
Nothing hot will hold it's heat
Yesterday's cold will catch up
Still waters run deep
Through my fingers entire oceans seep
The old will not be born again
They are not stars
You only die once
The earth will hold you forever
As I ached to do once
Lexie
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Lexie  22/F/Spent Out
(22/F/Spent Out)   
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