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Break your neck, Snap your fingers to the tune. Crack open the air pockets That lie in between, Your cold numb knuckles And your heart that’s Unseen. Bend your wrist backwards Until you hear the bone Snap! Listen to the tune Of your spineless back Crack. Let it rest. Let it breathe. Let the pain Drape your weak-boned neck All the way Back. Snap! Feel the **** Pour out Your self-centered Self-induced Mr. “NO-TIME-TO-REFLECT.” Beat your head to the ground Stomp your feet Pound Pound Pound. **** me. Touch me. Kiss me. Leave me. Taste the salt It’s bitter— Leave it?
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Mar 31, 2012
Mar 31, 2012 at 3:30 PM UTC
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Break your neck, Snap your fingers to the tune. Crack open the air pockets That lie in between, Your cold numb knuckles And your heart that’s Unseen. Bend your wrist backwards Until you hear the bone Snap! Listen to the tune Of your spineless back Crack. Let it rest. Let it breathe. Let the pain Drape your weak-boned neck All the way Back. Snap! Feel the **** Pour out Your self-centered Self-induced Mr. “NO-TIME-TO-REFLECT.” Beat your head to the ground Stomp your feet Pound Pound Pound. **** me. Touch me. Kiss me. Leave me. Taste the salt It’s bitter— Leave it?
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Mar 31, 2012
Mar 31, 2012 at 3:30 PM UTC
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