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I'm cursed to be the late night daydream that floats from the back of your head without precaution or warning as you sweat alone in your bed for you no longer know me left me still standing but so spurned you're the one I got caught up in, spun up on and churned into the softest of feelings, left to harden in the earth down in the fire of it slowly gaining self worth in dirt but for now when you glide your hand across the my bottom of my cheek, I'll turn my neck slowly, slightly feeling less weak eye to eye till I fix on your grin eye to eye as you move your fingers down my chin then thrusting your fist firmly into my guts twisting my insides pulling out thoughtless words and blood please just leave enough vitals for me to whisper to you I'm fine, I'll be ok in 20 years tops for now I'm just cursed but you could make it all stop
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Nov 17, 2017
Nov 17, 2017 at 9:07 AM UTC
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I'm cursed to be the late night daydream that floats from the back of your head without precaution or warning as you sweat alone in your bed for you no longer know me left me still standing but so spurned you're the one I got caught up in, spun up on and churned into the softest of feelings, left to harden in the earth down in the fire of it slowly gaining self worth in dirt but for now when you glide your hand across the my bottom of my cheek, I'll turn my neck slowly, slightly feeling less weak eye to eye till I fix on your grin eye to eye as you move your fingers down my chin then thrusting your fist firmly into my guts twisting my insides pulling out thoughtless words and blood please just leave enough vitals for me to whisper to you I'm fine, I'll be ok in 20 years tops for now I'm just cursed but you could make it all stop
jonathan-keeley
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Nov 17, 2017
Nov 17, 2017 at 9:07 AM UTC
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