Pop, bing.

I hide you away, become myself.

The mad grass feeling on your arms

Deep blue, cool blue, roll and dive

I don't know what I'm writing.

Dirt and walls crumbling onto skulls

standing there plain, in a white dress.

So. Soft and brush your cheek

Freckles. I bite my nails

My eyes whipped on wind taking me to a different place,

we're back and I'm crying

Blood on my palms, dripping.

Does this mean anything?

Smoke ring, dancing

Oh, cry cry.

Sorry.

Flashlight eyebulbs

take my words love them not me

No, didn't mean. Love the latter

purple white and the stripes

have you seen them today?

Vomit bubbles up and please don't leave.

This is pathetic

Back on a cliff, forks fall down before I do

You built me a table and a lamp

and I hug you

on the way down. Stay here

There's a theme.

Oh, you know?

I think

I'm done.

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