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I. Smoking I can pull the feeling Of my lungs burning And throat sizzling Into my mind and feel it Even when it's not happening And it's half yearning and half Peaceful knowledge that This is the most cowardly way to **** myself And it's perfect for me II. Stealing It's not a thrill or Anything like that It's more like I'm entitled To have these things I can't buy Because I'm so sad and surely Life owes me this When it has failed me in everything else III. *** I get the most flack for the way I love people with my body I enjoy the intimate union Of two bodies and souls Feeling each other so closely And forever tangling their two spirits Together
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May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 5:07 PM UTC
Achilles Heels
I. Smoking I can pull the feeling Of my lungs burning And throat sizzling Into my mind and feel it Even when it's not happening And it's half yearning and half Peaceful knowledge that This is the most cowardly way to **** myself And it's perfect for me II. Stealing It's not a thrill or Anything like that It's more like I'm entitled To have these things I can't buy Because I'm so sad and surely Life owes me this When it has failed me in everything else III. *** I get the most flack for the way I love people with my body I enjoy the intimate union Of two bodies and souls Feeling each other so closely And forever tangling their two spirits Together
#depressing#sad#smoking#weakness#stealing
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parker-vance
May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 5:07 PM UTC
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