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Centipede

[note: this poem is basically me spewing out random words]

the mixtape lies
and alibies burn
when the tables
are overturned

Carrion, carry on,
devil, dreck
Excuse me, pardon
pathetic wreck

Whiteboard stains
on strangers' lives
head pains, migrains
blood on knives

Slim cold steel
a sharpened edge
Nothing's real
upon the dredge

late night scares
frozen toes
cruel nightmares
of friends, of foes

Charcoal tattoos
paper skin
the truth of noose
is sinking in

life is death
and beauty grotesque
A jagged breath
a birth, a risk

defy sense
and deny logic
All in past-tense
good and tragic

Plain white pills
aluminum sheets
carved in the hills
a coward's defeats

Say you read me
like a book
can you see
just where to look

rip my pages
burn my ink
minimum wages
go down your sink

Would you bother
to whisper the end
and yet I'd rather
not befriend

garish, ghastly
a hundred feet
The morning ungodly
is liquid concrete

lungs filling up
in preserving liquid
breathe into your cup
let go of the lucid

Close your eyes
and find your heartbeat
see through lies
and burn in defeat
Written by BlackRose_Mira (trashcat)
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