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I want it all

I want (to end) it all Mutilaem K.P I am watching 3 inches off of the floor, The man outside waits at my door I know the screams from within the box Howl and call upon your order upon the rocks But I know you can hold your tongue 'till the end of the night And I know you can wait until I seem right. Feel your spite, wait for the burn For we all want, we all yearn Wait 'till the rafters waft clear air upon your neck And slither the silver lined tears that slipped as I begged for you not to check Went as you dreamt and I wept as my days fell to waste In haste as the rafters breathe my name and a lack of accosted face. Calm the wolf from within the box As it grazes your poisonous flesh to protect my infancy from the fox And I know its not time to let go But the manhole beneath my feet pounds at my door, as I fall slow The stars dont seem so far, I have found Wait, for the words beneath the world may fall down. This cant last for much longer, not anymore But there's so much water pooling beneath the door I wait for you to pick up your head from the floor Before I fade away and fly Further towards the future prediction of faded grave And engraved words that spoke of one, and none that forgave. Wait for me, wait as I wave, hold upon my lacquered oak door And hope your unsustained kisses sing the words slipped beneath the door In my heart I had a place for you In my mind, I thought you knew through and through, your fist would always break through Before the chain of the swing broke and the manhole only grew. The poem never ends heartfelt We forget this flesh, blood and bone was borne to be felt Forget this sad life, for I'll slip by silently And we can separate separately Before your order is recieved And my door can recede. Treat the right side of face, made up and out of place Criss-cross down and turn before the water can swallow what is left of the face Lullabies left to ripple across with words sang through a silver lined haze.

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