Friday, June 23, 2017

there is blood in my mouth full of projections

i've been biting my illusion all week
i keep on trying to change the world but i never say anything

it's bad speaking news
i'm bad audience news

i know trapping with or without you
the loneliness is made of bad dreams

i do the same thing too

*damage control*
*walking corpse*

not desirable, over nothing
like me, like you

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