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Sep 2014
blood stained fingernails
hollow eyed
intestine pasta
with a beating heart side
you don't need it
but i need it
a swig of ipecac
to polish off your favorite shade of wine
a kick of copper and regret

but i am eating
her stomach grew smaller
she drowned a little deeper
a nasty lie beneath gritted teeth

come back darling,
dinner is served
this is hard to understand i'm going to assume, it's about eating disorders or missing someone, thus leaving a gap. eating me alive, but im my own demon. This is dark. I wrote it with a very dark intention
Liv
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Liv  NY
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