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  Jan 2019 Breanna evans
skyler
the walls were talking
vibrating back
everything i had pushed away
vicious sound waves
forcing their way in
to rattle my eardrums

now bloods dripping from my knuckles
and drying on the bricks
and i'm not sure what happened
but the pounding sensation
of blood rushing to the wound
fills my ears
drowning out everything else

s.s
Breanna evans Jan 2019
'nother vict'ry in the war
'gainst the threat of being bored
I'm fine. all I'm killing is time
Breanna evans Jan 2019
light a spark to burn away
thoughts that I have lived today
what time is it?

time for medication
Do you ever wonder
if the painter
tires of his colors?
Breanna evans Jan 2019
wanna take my time
to kiss, nibble, and caress
every inch of you
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