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I am a bundle of scars Ambidextrous There are too many holes In my arms The veins are hiding Warm fingers coax them Come back to me The dog returning to its ***** Hands well calloused Smelling of diesel and grease All fun no business Makes me suicidal I swore I would never become my father But the universe finds that funny If you would come to me Tell me its alright I would pass through The blood-brain barrier And warm your skin like sunrise I am a son among the ****** My body feels brittle and ancient My bones like old stone ruins Covered in thick green moss I prize your lies Kept sealed in jars Their dim glowing Keeps me awake Show me your claws Show me your fangs Scrape them on my skull Play a song on my brain Impulse control Dissolved on a spoon Momentary salvation And eternal doom Pincoushin Nobody else can hurt me Quite like myself I've built a tolerance To everything but you They'll find my corpse Tangled in the reeds Fish eating pieces of me And taking some home to the family I am glorified fertilizer A stacked up dung hill I think I am something In my monkey suit and tie I cannot wait to die And be at your side
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May 23, 2013
May 23, 2013 at 2:48 PM UTC
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I am a bundle of scars Ambidextrous There are too many holes In my arms The veins are hiding Warm fingers coax them Come back to me The dog returning to its ***** Hands well calloused Smelling of diesel and grease All fun no business Makes me suicidal I swore I would never become my father But the universe finds that funny If you would come to me Tell me its alright I would pass through The blood-brain barrier And warm your skin like sunrise I am a son among the ****** My body feels brittle and ancient My bones like old stone ruins Covered in thick green moss I prize your lies Kept sealed in jars Their dim glowing Keeps me awake Show me your claws Show me your fangs Scrape them on my skull Play a song on my brain Impulse control Dissolved on a spoon Momentary salvation And eternal doom Pincoushin Nobody else can hurt me Quite like myself I've built a tolerance To everything but you They'll find my corpse Tangled in the reeds Fish eating pieces of me And taking some home to the family I am glorified fertilizer A stacked up dung hill I think I am something In my monkey suit and tie I cannot wait to die And be at your side
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Equatorial Guinean
May 23, 2013
May 23, 2013 at 2:48 PM UTC
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