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Oh

Please,
stop.

I can't take your
bleeding thoughts.
your words.

they scrape against the walls
of my padded mind

your cell

mutating
and infecting my soul.

can't you feel it?

this hole you've created?
hollowing me out
with acidic love

expressed with empty hands
and closed mouth


oh

make me feel like we did once.
make it feel RIGHT again.


take this ring
wormed with rotting angst
I cannot fill it's hole

until I am.

oh

make me a bed, so I can lie in it
make me the monster underneath it
make me wake up from my bad dreams

my skin is crawling with the doubt
you've inflicted

I'm infected
with a burning hate
that sears my throat
like foul medicine

I cannot speak

I'm  addicted

to your touch,
your sick-sweet smell,
your narcotic taste

my need for you
my capsule cavalry


it's burning me
through
the heart which beats
so
quietly.


OH!


Make me whole again...

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