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Dysphoria is lifting a hot cup of bare black coffee to your lips It leaves a bitter taste in your mouth and third degree burns on your skin It's one of the strongest romances I've had She stalks wherever and whenever Yet when pools of blood start to pour Subsequently from slashes on my wrist A smile stands tall on my brim The story of hypocrisy beyond comprehension How could a human find themselves in obsession With disorders more dangerous than inventions And still hold empathy in question Truth is, Despotic relations fueled with dissonant expectations Transcend into deeper feelings of euphoria Barbwire grappling my throat for seconds that feel like years But then the pressure suddenly decreases I'm left with rusted thorns and gaping flesh Undoubtely grateful to stay alive Relief washes over and taking a breath feels heavenly As the opportunity to face demons comes again The chances of overcoming rise above my head Hazard and danger don't become horror anymore If you take it by the throat and butcher it first
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Dec 19, 2020
Dec 19, 2020 at 1:28 AM UTC
Sharktooth
Dys|Eup
Dysphoria is lifting a hot cup of bare black coffee to your lips It leaves a bitter taste in your mouth and third degree burns on your skin It's one of the strongest romances I've had She stalks wherever and whenever Yet when pools of blood start to pour Subsequently from slashes on my wrist A smile stands tall on my brim The story of hypocrisy beyond comprehension How could a human find themselves in obsession With disorders more dangerous than inventions And still hold empathy in question Truth is, Despotic relations fueled with dissonant expectations Transcend into deeper feelings of euphoria Barbwire grappling my throat for seconds that feel like years But then the pressure suddenly decreases I'm left with rusted thorns and gaping flesh Undoubtely grateful to stay alive Relief washes over and taking a breath feels heavenly As the opportunity to face demons comes again The chances of overcoming rise above my head Hazard and danger don't become horror anymore If you take it by the throat and butcher it first
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a dress a skirt pink lipstick that never felt quite like me baggy pants baseball cap dirt and roughhousing that wasn't quite me either I was ugly or at least everyone told me I was I was too masculine acting sometimes feminine features my chest was too flat to be a real girl my walk was too swagger infused my fashion style, too--- not enough cleavage if you know what I mean apparently a shirt and a pair of pants suddenly made me unattractive to both sexes both sexes both I felt like both makeup and a baseball cap flat chest, and a flower skirt skateboards and hair products galore looking back, I was always fluid. the gender waters in which I was drowing I was only drowning in because I can swim in both currents fluid fluid fluid **** Living Under Imposed Doctrines
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Sep 17, 2017
Sep 17, 2017 at 1:25 PM UTC
alexandriatatiana
Fluidity
a dress a skirt pink lipstick that never felt quite like me baggy pants baseball cap dirt and roughhousing that wasn't quite me either I was ugly or at least everyone told me I was I was too masculine acting sometimes feminine features my chest was too flat to be a real girl my walk was too swagger infused my fashion style, too--- not enough cleavage if you know what I mean apparently a shirt and a pair of pants suddenly made me unattractive to both sexes both sexes both I felt like both makeup and a baseball cap flat chest, and a flower skirt skateboards and hair products galore looking back, I was always fluid. the gender waters in which I was drowing I was only drowning in because I can swim in both currents fluid fluid fluid **** Living Under Imposed Doctrines
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