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Her

I was going to kill myself. Then we fucked and fell asleep.

A girl. A ghost. In my dark. Narrow hallway. So hollow Narrowed Air ways So hard to swallow. Air ways These old lungs Are hollowed A cavity ..

I've been pulling my own teeth out just to lore you in. Ivory feathers feathers that when struck by sin, ring like chimes in the wind. You're c..

EVERY single nightmare Of your hips and your hair Bleeds so fresh tonight! Your ribcage and tissue In the air. As the moon turns on the ni..

You're a liar. In your bones. Fucked up. Rotting. Alone. But I visit those bones. Sometimes bright beautiful sunshine. Sometimes dark sick skies..

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