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Trying to break the silence
But my voice has died
Trying to break the silence
But my voice has died
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Anxiety...?
The air I breathe
Feels way too thick
And I'm drowning in
The thought of it
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scent.
theres something so comforting so
warm about my bedroom with wooden floors
splattered with paint from childhood art
projects and science experiments.
theres something so nostalgic about the way
evening sunlight filters through the closed
white curtains and makes squares of weak
gold on the cotton.
there is something so numbing about laying in front
of this heater until my face takes on a sweet burning and
i get a temporary hot river of blood pounding beneath
my cheeks.
when i cant see the floor it feels smaller in here safer in here
almost familiar in that:
i have no fucking clue where a damn thing is
and part of me doesn't want to know
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Loving Death
I saw Death again tonight.
He detached himself
from the shadows in the corner
and bowed down next to me
his surprisingly soft cloak
whispering against my cheek.
He had beautiful eyes
hidden deep beneath
endless folds of
stitched together night sky.
Eyes of fire-
a dark flame dancing.
Eyes of ice-
sharp shards cleaving through me.
Eyes of emerald-
the aching memory of the fields on that Summer day.
He stared at me,
a sense of affection flickering through them,
as he curled his icy hands
of worn-through bone
around my wrist.
I didn't fear his touch,
I welcomed it
like that of a lover's embrace.
And he leaned over
bending over my exposed w
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