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Thanatos

I couldnít communicate
 
He told me my secrets-
the hellish things lurking
beneath the contours  
of my ink-stained flesh
 
And there was a turmoil there
an existential terror like a flame
fanned by my frantic need for
 
Love? Attention?
what was it...?  
 
Fuck, Iím forgetting again
 
And I spiral into the madness
of what remains of a wretched woman
who in her reckless searching
discovered a rage  
that had been festering beneath
a thousand fucking years
of shame
 
How do I feed the fire
that eats only at the remains  
of scars Iíve picked at  
like a neurotic maniac
incapable of coping  
with the shortness of this life
and the vast expanse  
of that black ocean  
beyond our skies?
 
The ratio of life and time is fucked
 
And insatiable
I will keep
consuming
 
I will keep
screaming
 
I will keep-
fieryangelsouljia
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