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jet blue were your lips frostbitten and clueless reckless nature, pure bliss lining across my face living creature so fortunate sad soul, contortionist lucky human, determinant skeletons in your closet close the doors, they might see it how do you like yourself when you’re hurting everyone else? how do you live like this jet black heart, pure bliss? seeing stars in the rear view so selfless, aren’t you? painted goodness upon you too how does it feel to only feel true? wanna know my life? the pages i have turned the cages i have broken out of aches i still feel to this day wanna see my tears build up in my eyes? so painful to love someone who’s destined to die you must feel worthy in your sickened life the paintbrush is your friend the eraser, your companion it must feel satisfying to change the story to change the history of the truth you’re jet black in nature with a petty sideways grin always out for blood, the blood of your kin no matter how hard you try to live a lie gifting yourself the decency of at least pondering the idea of being right you’re a crawling creature scanning for something to attack jet black compassion bring them back.
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Apr 16, 2023
Apr 16, 2023 at 1:07 PM UTC
jet black
jet blue were your lips frostbitten and clueless reckless nature, pure bliss lining across my face living creature so fortunate sad soul, contortionist lucky human, determinant skeletons in your closet close the doors, they might see it how do you like yourself when you’re hurting everyone else? how do you live like this jet black heart, pure bliss? seeing stars in the rear view so selfless, aren’t you? painted goodness upon you too how does it feel to only feel true? wanna know my life? the pages i have turned the cages i have broken out of aches i still feel to this day wanna see my tears build up in my eyes? so painful to love someone who’s destined to die you must feel worthy in your sickened life the paintbrush is your friend the eraser, your companion it must feel satisfying to change the story to change the history of the truth you’re jet black in nature with a petty sideways grin always out for blood, the blood of your kin no matter how hard you try to live a lie gifting yourself the decency of at least pondering the idea of being right you’re a crawling creature scanning for something to attack jet black compassion bring them back.
about people disguising evil/making excuses for madness. wrote this originally: 4/8/23 published: 4/16/23
#sad#jetblack#truth
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18/F/wherever you are
Apr 16, 2023
Apr 16, 2023 at 1:07 PM UTC
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