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.
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watch me grieve
watch me suffocate.
write me down in words
(i'm not that important)
in a page somewhere
to be forgotten.
watch me breathe
watch me hesitate.
watch me love
watch me eradicate.
educate the demon inside
(that he's not alone)
there's a king-
for a clown's crown to levitate.
and a queen with a heart
that is rotten.
and here i live, here i contemplate
with no air on the plate. no food in
my lungs.
here i sip on the tears
that navigate.
down my throat
mixing with the red
of someone.
so, watch me explode
and paint the floor white.
the mirror shows a faint
blur of a man dead, and his
death alive.
i blink. ink. wink.
i think. i am. done.
i'm too afraid to ask twice.
i will explode
and you can quote me
your price.
stab me a thousand times
and i won't be surprised.
i am so green. and the smoke;
choking me on the cigarette pipes.
how long has it been ?
since you stopped walking
upright ?
are you not keen
to see things to be seen.
have the tears dried ?
or is it still raining
wherever you go ?
how long ago
was the last time.
you thought would be
the last time ?
tell me when you're done.
and tell me.
did you survive ?
f*ck the world. why not ?