flesh of the palm pulses slowly

rocking those in it back and forth
up and down
 watch them stand there waiting ever so patiently for some sort of explination while you tear at your insides because youre trying to find some intent to this design

if confidence were key could you violate my trust cause ive been thinking and drinking
and sinking further into dust and no matter how hard i try

the need will not die






im burning alive just out of your view
turning the key and its twisting me too
designated deception

hi how are you



i sicken myself

so i sink further into shit
convinced that i deserve the worst observed left just alive enough to spit
out a few sounds that despite the best in me
are polished examples of every possibility
i have conceived in my head

and its every use for you
so many fucking options the challenge is choosing what to do

but instead i am leaving



so fuck this too

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