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The rain is pouring In thick, lustrous clumps from the sky I feel dizzy as I float Higher, higher, up into the big, heavy clouds Then down, down, I spin Spiralling Until I collapse in a steaming heap I ****** a hand to the ceiling But the drunken dream fades into suburban grey Sweat drips off my face The blood on my arm becomes evident It makes me queasy, sickly On instinct, I press a sharp point Through the skin and into the nest of veins Power courses through my blood until it hits my heart And then I float Higher, higher, up into the big, heavy clouds Until I spiral down again Into my cold, mundane nightmare
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May 23, 2020
May 23, 2020 at 4:28 AM UTC
Heroine
The rain is pouring In thick, lustrous clumps from the sky I feel dizzy as I float Higher, higher, up into the big, heavy clouds Then down, down, I spin Spiralling Until I collapse in a steaming heap I ****** a hand to the ceiling But the drunken dream fades into suburban grey Sweat drips off my face The blood on my arm becomes evident It makes me queasy, sickly On instinct, I press a sharp point Through the skin and into the nest of veins Power courses through my blood until it hits my heart And then I float Higher, higher, up into the big, heavy clouds Until I spiral down again Into my cold, mundane nightmare
thanks breaking bad
#edgy#void
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The_sad_eyed_boy
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May 23, 2020
May 23, 2020 at 4:28 AM UTC
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