Unmaker
- 4 hours ago
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Heavy and autoviolent again
My claws in my face scratching static white noise
Why ever and over this place
Tired worn lips layering supplications
All unrealeyes cast down and burning
I dreamed you came to me
Patient and hoping til I screamed
Moving pendulike towards
One inevitability or another
I shiver at my softness for sharp blades and
Distant mountain tops
My other of me hopes that the words stop coming
That I might fade from mind enough
To be guiltless, for one
Yet I kneel here, counting beads and
Reasons not to open up
My throat and spill
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