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A shot in the dark never meant something so golden
I could gut myself
Oozing out in pristine green
Oh my friend help me
Stab quick, cut clean
Make it look like it was me
For you must understand
I can't do it myself
I am a coward
No gumption, no pride
High hell, sky melt, sly felt, why tell?
My arms speak for themselves
Tragic magic lacks it
The tracks it
The fact is it won't have tact
It wont
And I'm losing it
And my veins are disintegrating right in front of me
Am I being too honest?
I've been lying this entire time
I promise
I ******* swear
None of this is true
And keep on that smirk
You won't have a face to contort when I find you
Oh stop it
Don't take it personally
It's not you
It's me! It's me!
Dreary ****** up stupor flailing
Glassy skin you can see right through to the heart.
It's black (obviously) tinted diseased green, glossed with ash
And it reads "closed indefinitely"
Also "*******"
And "Christ wuz here"
I love myself as a black bead of blood runs down my arm.
I love it for a second or two.
I love you for a second maybe a few
But no more than that
She didn't.
That's all I have to say about that
Blasphemy!
Vines entangle you
And forever stuck and ****** into the on and on and eternity.
What luck.
What revulsion of do-not-know-ism.
Some people just can not help themselves.
Ah ****, just send us ALL to hell.
Too many sins for Jesus Christ to handle
Maybe I should dangle
From the tree we always hated anyway.
Or maybe from one of all those ******* question marks.
That primal urge to ****.
That obsessive ****** in my head.
Here follow me.
No I won't hurt you baby
Please trust me
I just really don't want to be lonely
I say all that
Then a stab in the back
Twist
I hope no one ever finds me laid out with ****** wrists
Kiss it! Kiss it!
Your lipstick looks beautiful my dear
I fear that the time is near
Sear the skin

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