I'm throwing you parts of upset
and making you guess; maybe
it's part of being discouraged
and feeling overstimulated.
Suddenly, I'll put you in familiarity again;
the shiny, the sharp and broken by the blade.
Beneath my veins I watch your screaming,
and I wish you regrets eternal.
chill-
1 Comments:
don't do it.
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