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Shattered grave Of .a .life .loved. Then lost Brain weighs Of. atlas burdened shoulders Dig through. The bones and marrow Poison thoughts. digging scars in your arms Follow through. The. graves. Suc.cu.bus. tongue Seduction From a bed of self slaughter Tears dried You aren't for crying Blood dripped Won't fix this cough From your lungs No way back From this forest My neurons have phantom limbs These ents have me helpless Impaled On.my.own.thoughts. Heavy These patterns These crushing crutches Our spectres crawl On the floor This cabin Is a hell Stuck in A ghost dance of Scarecrows With gaped throats Saw teeth Stuck in our smiles We ruin Everything We destroy Everything We collapse Every organ. The trade off part The piano keys We have broken Released Through stitches bursting The straws out Our metal hearts rusting Hurt our selves Hurt each other Burdens of Guilt becomes us. Figments Of destroyed fragments Of released haunting patterns Scarecrows With gaped throats Saw teeth Stuck in our smiles Lacerated trees sap beings Filled with ghost This suicide Wind blown trees We corpse and Rot in the basement Of ruined dreams Degrading forever No molecules left the elements Remnants All that there is lead weights Thrown over the levee My eyes Pick apart my failures Nothing will Ever fix our broken hearts Quilted the loss Into a patch making sense Death systems Cadavered systems
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Jul 19, 2019
Jul 19, 2019 at 1:30 PM UTC
Suicide Systems
Shattered grave Of .a .life .loved. Then lost Brain weighs Of. atlas burdened shoulders Dig through. The bones and marrow Poison thoughts. digging scars in your arms Follow through. The. graves. Suc.cu.bus. tongue Seduction From a bed of self slaughter Tears dried You aren't for crying Blood dripped Won't fix this cough From your lungs No way back From this forest My neurons have phantom limbs These ents have me helpless Impaled On.my.own.thoughts. Heavy These patterns These crushing crutches Our spectres crawl On the floor This cabin Is a hell Stuck in A ghost dance of Scarecrows With gaped throats Saw teeth Stuck in our smiles We ruin Everything We destroy Everything We collapse Every organ. The trade off part The piano keys We have broken Released Through stitches bursting The straws out Our metal hearts rusting Hurt our selves Hurt each other Burdens of Guilt becomes us. Figments Of destroyed fragments Of released haunting patterns Scarecrows With gaped throats Saw teeth Stuck in our smiles Lacerated trees sap beings Filled with ghost This suicide Wind blown trees We corpse and Rot in the basement Of ruined dreams Degrading forever No molecules left the elements Remnants All that there is lead weights Thrown over the levee My eyes Pick apart my failures Nothing will Ever fix our broken hearts Quilted the loss Into a patch making sense Death systems Cadavered systems
Lendonpartain
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32/Non-binary/American
Jul 19, 2019
Jul 19, 2019 at 1:30 PM UTC
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