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mist like fog wisps
damp black shadows, shatter the still night.
tramp like widows tickle your spine with delight,
tasting your fright.
the twitching of sanity, drips like dew off finger tips.
blood drips by drips off of teeth bit lips.
your grasp on reality slowly slips.
the mist like wisps thicken like stew
the shadows proceed to what is past due
its over for you.
sliver of silver, rippling an glistening
waves deliver another shiver
eyes open to meet what's so bitter
puddle stained red what you see is dead
own eyes is the thing i dread
the fog fills your head
could be in bed
but instead
i walked through a door
fell through a floor
then straight up popped out my drawer
then ran away another day
just for it to end this way.
rape like intensity of memory
remembering everything severing
while tethering leveraging life like bell ring
stop.
waves ripple with compression as a tear fades from mention
eyes split limit wide like pulsating
sweat dripping blipping time like im tripping
fist clinched gripping, ripping
standing now not slipping
muscles still twitching
step out of bed, thank god I woke up.
need some water. try again.
tramp like widows tickle your spine with delight,
tasting your fright.
the twitching of sanity, drips like dew off finger tips.
blood drips by drips off of teeth bit lips.
your grasp on reality slowly slips.
the mist like wisps thicken like stew
the shadows proceed to what is past due
its over for you.
sliver of silver, rippling an glistening
waves deliver another shiver
eyes open to meet what's so bitter
puddle stained red what you see is dead
own eyes is the thing i dread
the fog fills your head
could be in bed
but instead
i walked through a door
fell through a floor
then straight up popped out my drawer
then ran away another day
just for it to end this way.
rape like intensity of memory
remembering everything severing
while tethering leveraging life like bell ring
stop.
waves ripple with compression as a tear fades from mention
eyes split limit wide like pulsating
sweat dripping blipping time like im tripping
fist clinched gripping, ripping
standing now not slipping
muscles still twitching
step out of bed, thank god I woke up.
need some water. try again.
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