glued to the cold embrace of a tile floor numb to the static answers

tell me

are you for something more




apathetic semantics draw broken lines inside my head, confused connections pull me through the eye and no one remembers what i've said


how much have you lived through

can you get away



crooked angles, lucky charms to die

how much would you give to fade away after you drop my hands and waste a breath to say goodbye



regression
erection
directions lost monochrome fantasies strip bars and those without much in the ways of the heart

regret the need
if you confess you bleed and every second you waste on thought is a smile filled with greed

are you anxious




how 'bout alive



i think you're a psuedo-lover of half learned terms whose too absorbed with self to worry about blurry lines

undermine opinion in malice from behind a veil of decency





what will happen when we find a spine for you







i give you this throne of corpses built on blind mens eyes

all i ask is to cut through the bullshit and oppressive ties

your words always cut through the mark where i have died

if it isn't the truth then shut your mouth.......and let me rot inside


incencsed

too much poison





man am i fuckin' lit

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