(no subject)
You could slip a pill in my drink and i wouldn't know the difference. I could slip pornographic murder shots under your pillow, and your pelvis would grind the skin off every leg around in the next minute. We're all finding ourselves and you're the furthest from the truth. This is the movement of individuality, without a sense of self. This is the stench of superficiality that leaks out of the closest ties. You flip through those things you call your connections, throw em' in your purse, they're expendable. Just like your lust for righteousness, numb. It's as deep as a lust for skin.
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i keep the visions close like a memo.
The half second fractions like weeks.
Electricity and magnetism ailment.
Sweat beads like bombs flying.
Violation in a most vulnerable state.
You lose your strength to it.
A bloody tug-of-war bullshit mess.
Fuck it all, keep it rolling along.
The momentum is strong so why resist?
Carve knives in circles, in lemniscates.
Cycle yourself through insanity and bliss.
Elation with no triumph, no meaning to find.
Meeting skin's needs with a golden noose.
Drug it up and lay it down in a spotlight
Of shame and regret, bolted to your chest.
Lay in the water because its so fucking warm
It boils while your cheeks are turned.
Your skin is flaking off in the heat.
Your shield is falling in fragments.
Everything is revealed.
Disrobed, dethroned.
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i keep the visions close like a memo.
The half second fractions like weeks.
Electricity and magnetism ailment.
Sweat beads like bombs flying.
Violation in a most vulnerable state.
You lose your strength to it.
A bloody tug-of-war bullshit mess.
Fuck it all, keep it rolling along.
The momentum is strong so why resist?
Carve knives in circles, in lemniscates.
Cycle yourself through insanity and bliss.
Elation with no triumph, no meaning to find.
Meeting skin's needs with a golden noose.
Drug it up and lay it down in a spotlight
Of shame and regret, bolted to your chest.
Lay in the water because its so fucking warm
It boils while your cheeks are turned.
Your skin is flaking off in the heat.
Your shield is falling in fragments.
Everything is revealed.
Disrobed, dethroned.