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spinning around through suicidal sounds i’m feeling my false heartbeat and baiting boys with throat noise i admit i’m an irresponsible owner of this machine i call a body ripping down and burning the curtains that cover the window to my sunny womanhood spitting acid through the wind and blaring reverse funeral music i’m back to writing in shades of red i’m ******** sonnets and addressing them to wherever the hell my family’s mental health is this year, September wrote its own bird song and i’m using Beer Bottle Birth Control tonight Privilege is sponsoring my pathetic recklessness the wind is no longer gold dust and baby teeth instead it's shaking for my dignity
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Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 2:23 PM UTC
rotten air
spinning around through suicidal sounds i’m feeling my false heartbeat and baiting boys with throat noise i admit i’m an irresponsible owner of this machine i call a body ripping down and burning the curtains that cover the window to my sunny womanhood spitting acid through the wind and blaring reverse funeral music i’m back to writing in shades of red i’m ******** sonnets and addressing them to wherever the hell my family’s mental health is this year, September wrote its own bird song and i’m using Beer Bottle Birth Control tonight Privilege is sponsoring my pathetic recklessness the wind is no longer gold dust and baby teeth instead it's shaking for my dignity
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Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 2:23 PM UTC
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