Never ceases
Hardly rests
I swallow blood
Glides through my neck
Blurry shaking
Amist black fits
Rips, twists, hits, kiss
****
Are you sure you want this?
Swollen, inflamed seas we call my eyes
And permanent frown lines
Obsession is an understatement
A suffocating, seductive idea
Grows to mania
Oh that mania
At least it's all mine
Romanticize trauma
I adore that folding, shrinking pain
Takes from my core, birthed from my core
Come accompany this misery, please
Your silent thoughts ****** me
*Torment me
Torment me*
May 13, 2016
May 13, 2016 at 10:24 AM UTC
Never ceases
Hardly rests
I swallow blood
Glides through my neck
Blurry shaking
Amist black fits
Rips, twists, hits, kiss
****
Are you sure you want this?
Swollen, inflamed seas we call my eyes
And permanent frown lines
Obsession is an understatement
A suffocating, seductive idea
Grows to mania
Oh that mania
At least it's all mine
Romanticize trauma
I adore that folding, shrinking pain
Takes from my core, birthed from my core
Come accompany this misery, please
Your silent thoughts ****** me
*Torment me
Torment me*
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