im not really sure what i feel (Remove filter)
4300 (11/15/2015)
laying here, tipping the edge of hurt
living in precipies
a mongrel of our omniverse
an everything, an always
writhing in exquisite pain
limbs caught in quantum vibrato
love breaks me like a hurricane
'i can't do this anymore.'
fervic fluid fills my cheeks, bites my tongue and poison leaks
cleans me like vinegar
climbs me: i am a diving board
chokes me: i...
Sunday 15th November 2015 4:05 pm
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