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Dopesickness

sickness come up again. a burning lesion, a churning wave will u wait for my skin to grow back picking apart the cells, and seething for hours in sweat or is this the ultimate. the death of u and i. my life my love my trust and my back im awake with killing tremors retch for the nights the air was cooler my skin was thinner and i could feel u here and my head was swimming swimming drowning and that was the good of my days and days and days a contemporary heartsickness. brought out in the powders and plasticine love of today. on this tabletop, empty and singular pains. one minute. one minute. one minute. turning my back on open fields, im shut out in the open alleys of my mind now left alone and this is the time. big decisions now. my heart my mind my hand and my mouth what is the most rotten creature among us who is the monster now give me a breath from ur collection and hear me sing again before i pop this balloon and float up up up and down down down and i laugh out of desperation, this sick is seriousness.

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