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2d
Cut my tongue
And Slip me poison
Strike a match
And watch me burn

I yearn for nothing
Its abysmal
So scorch my flesh
And warp my broken mind

Intimate darkness
Before your existence
intimate darkness
After
Take comfort in death and live a good live while you still can
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James Cushman  31/M
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