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Watchin you die
and existing aint the
same as living boy.
you can exist on foul
foods and bitter liquids
false hopes
and patronising hugs.
The flower by my window
exists, looks nice
but it aint living.
Buzz, need that
buzz.
Try chewing a bee
at least the pain
will be real.
The flower takes its
time dying. I put
it on the heater.
don't worry, It's fate
was sealed when I
chopped it from its
body and put it
in a glass of water,
just to suck at its
beauty as it rots
in front of me.
kinda strange when
you think about it.
same as living boy.
you can exist on foul
foods and bitter liquids
false hopes
and patronising hugs.
The flower by my window
exists, looks nice
but it aint living.
Buzz, need that
buzz.
Try chewing a bee
at least the pain
will be real.
The flower takes its
time dying. I put
it on the heater.
don't worry, It's fate
was sealed when I
chopped it from its
body and put it
in a glass of water,
just to suck at its
beauty as it rots
in front of me.
kinda strange when
you think about it.
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