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May 2010
Eat the throbbing pulse;
Survival is no longer necessary.
The night disappeared into morning,
And I into another mask.

Words abused and thrown across the conversations.
The little things, bigger than what they seem.
Swallowing the truth, accepting damnation.

Don’t take my hand,
I am not yours to hold.
Leave, and take your misery with you.
A path of self-destruction,
Carving eternity with my blood.

While I am left
Devoured, and numb--
Choosing ignorance
While I play the part of the coward.

Your lies, become mine.
An abundance of false happiness,
incognito,
It’s own disguise.

Pavement eating us alive.
Life pulsing all throughout the fire.
Hiding is not an option,
When it comes down to destruction and desire.
Kirsten Autra
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