swimming in an eternal sea
spilling out the contents
of a black and blue me
this kid isn’t alright
and frankly never was
head in a closet
hands on a molotov
I was always desperate for pain
the burn made me forget
why I was left aside
the fire was in my eyes
and left on my back
the belt buckle took a toll
I wanted her black, I wanted her broken
because I was
I wanted her filthy, I wanted her ashamed
because I am
entangled orbits don’t care about face
just gravity
and I want to stay here forever
they call out to me
rattling in dripping white dens
fuck it, take me
take me away from everything that matters
and I’m still left alone
because the devil doesn’t want your soul
or your body
with your time
he has both
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Omg, you’ve been on fire lately, my man! πͺπππβ€οΈβ€οΈ
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π π π Thanks. I’ve been really focused.
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Indeed ππππ
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The idea of entanglement really goes along with the poem I posted today! Funny coincidence!
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I’ll have to go read it now π
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