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herself and her thoughts
eyes glued shut away from prying lights
i crept my hands towards my throat
my knuckles pushed against confinement
blue was such a pretty hue against my brown eyes
with blood swirling under shaking fists
the headaches swirl behind blank looks
and then
everything was black
i crept my hands towards my throat
my knuckles pushed against confinement
blue was such a pretty hue against my brown eyes
with blood swirling under shaking fists
the headaches swirl behind blank looks
and then
everything was black
Published 19th Mar 2012
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19th Mar 2012 1:57pm
The world of mankind is dreaming, it has gone mad in its sleep, and a snake is strangling it, but it can't wake up. Kudos to you
