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Sep 2013
I try to fight it.
So disgraceful.
I try to hide it.
So distasteful.
It's all so ****** up anyway.
A thousand places.
My mind erases.
Each of them.
Couldn't be better than the last.

I've haven't been able to write these words.
A figment of my former life.
I will peel this skin away.
I want an escape.

I'm feeling low.
Such a hunger.
I can't satisfy.
Can't do it better.
If its all the same.
But I'll try it anyway.

This ****** up taste is.
So disgusting.
I savor these moments.
So disturbing.
You're so ****** up anyway.
A thousand faces.
My mind erases.
Each of them.
Couldn't be uglier than the last.

I've haven't been able to write these words.
A figment of my former life.
I will peel this skin away.
I want an escape.

But you.
Keep me caged.
Brandon
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