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daemon
I'm alone in the ozone
so high I can't be touched
corrupt a feeling until it speaks expletives
dirty truths only my heart hears
my hurt flashes neon
so hot it burns my tenderness
tiny bursts of ache
enough to make me curl inward
bending smiles inside the cruelty
my soul slips inside me
I get up in the darkness
then slide down again
evil smirks at me
mischief is in session
playing with my emotions
broken honesty, it hurts to be this lonely
with despair my match
I curse under my breath
cunted existence
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