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small simple safe price. Rise the wake and carry me with all of my
regrets. This is not a small cut that scabs and dries and Flakes and heals. And I am
not afraid to die. Im not afraid to
bleed and fuck and fight. i want the
pain of payment. Whats left but a section of pigmy size cuts. Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks. WOULD YOU BE MY LITTLE CUT? WOULD YOU BE MY THOUSAND FUCKS? and make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid. To fill and spill over and under my thoughts. My sad sorry
selfish cry out to the CUTTER. IM CUTTING TRYING TO PICTURE YOUR BLACK BROKEN HEART. LOVE IS NOT LIKE ANYTHING. ESPECIALLY A
FUCKIN KNIFE. --------------------------------------------------------------so deep that it didnt even bleed and catch me. off guard Red handed now im far from lonely. Asleep I still see you lying next to me So deep that it didnt even bleed and catch me. I guess i rmb every glance you shot me. unharmed im losing weight and some body heat. i squoze so hard. i stopped your heart from beating. so
Deep that I didn even scream FUCK me.------------
When I mention
blue all you thought was colour. When you mention
drugs all i thought was sober. When your pants came off and i turned you over. when You mentioned Blue. keep the
Mask aligned Get it up in time. theres a space between the valleys. and try and catch a vibe. make a circle square. A rectangle curve. use a
smile as a noun and I think like a verb. Run quick switch sides. Spill the filled up canister and the room is shaking Now youre changing places. and i switched my pace and my breathing races when you mention Blue. -----------------------------
